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When they kick out your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting in death row
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, Guns of Brixton
The money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell
You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of the harder they come
When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting in death row
You can crush us
You can bruise us
Have to answer to
Oh, Guns of Brixton
You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun
You can crush us, bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh-the guns of Brixton
When they kick out your front doors
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
You can crush us, bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
- Album:
- Edge of the Sun
- Maybe On Monday (EP)
- Algiers
- Miscellaneous
- Carried To Dust
- Garden Ruin
- Feast Of Wire
- Hot Rail
- The Black Light
- Spoke
- Aerocalexico
- The Book And The Canal
- Non-Album Releases
- Spiritoso
- Convict Pool
- Bigmouth strikes again
- Carried to Dust (Bonus Track Version)
- Edge of the Sun (Deluxe Edition)
- Edge Of The Sun (Deluxe)
- Edge of the Sun (Deluxe Version)