Letra da Música The Guns Of Brixton The Clash

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 BrixtonThe money feels good
And your life you like it well
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hellYou see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton Sun
His game is called survivin'
At the end of The Harder They ComeYou know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton SunYou can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of BrixtonWhen 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 BrixtonShot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
This game was called survivin'
As in heaven, as in hellYou can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of BrixtonOh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh, the guns of Brixton

Composição: Paul Simonon.