Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
[Verse 2]
When the law break in
How you gonna go?
Shot down on the pavement
Or waiting in death row
[Chorus]
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
[Verse 3]
The money feels good
And your life, you like it well
But surely, your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell
[Verse 4]
You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of the harder they come
[Verse 5]
You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun
[Chorus]
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
[Verse 6]
When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
[Chorus]
You can crush us
You can bruise us
And even shoot us
But oh, the guns of Brixton
[Verse 7]
Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game was survivin'
As in heaven, as in hell
[Chorus]
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton
[Outro]
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Written by: Paul Simonon