The Guns of Brixton lyrics

• 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 in 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 Black Maria
  Goodbye to the Brixton sun

  You can crush us
  You can bruise us
  But you'll have to answer to
  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
  And even shoot us
  But oh, the guns of Brixton

  Shot down on the pavement
  Waiting in death row
  His game was 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

  Oh, the guns of Brixton
  Oh, the guns of Brixton
  Oh, the guns of Brixton
  Oh, the guns of Brixton

• Who is the author of the song The Guns of Brixton?
  The song The Guns of Brixton was written by The Clash.

• Who sings the song The Guns of Brixton?
  The song The Guns of Brixton is performed by The Clash.