The Clash

The Clash - The Guns Of Brixton lyrics

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When They Kick At 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 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
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Author: Paul Simonon

Composer: Paul Simonon

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc

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Released in: 2013

Language: English

Appearing on: The Essential Clash (2003) , London Calling (1979) , The Clash Hits Back (2013)

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