The Clash The Guns of Brixton Lyrics
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When they kick at your front doorHow 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 on death row
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the 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
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
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton
When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
You can crush us
You can bruise us
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the guns of Brixton
Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game is called survivin'
As in heaven as in hell
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton

London Calling Track Listing
12" Vinyl 1
1 London Calling
2 Brand New Cadillac
3 Jimmy Jazz
4 Hateful
5 Rudie Can’t Fail
6 Spanish Bombs
7 The Right Profile
8 Lost in the Supermarket
9 Clampdown
10 The Guns of Brixton
12" Vinyl 2
1 Wrong ’Em Boyo
2 Death or Glory
3 Koka Kola
4 The Card Cheat
5 Lover’s Rock
6 Four Horsemen
7 I’m Not Down
8 Revolution Rock
9 Train in Vain
12" Vinyl 1
12" Vinyl 2
Written by: Paul Simonon
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group