The Clash - The Guns Of Brixton

Clash On Broadway / 1991-11-19 1. 1-2 Crush on You 2. 1977 3. 48 Hours 4. Armagideon Time 5. Bankrobber 6. Brand New Cadillac 7. Broadway 8. Capital Radio (One/Two) 9. Career Opportunities 10. Cheat 11. City of the Dead 12. Clampdown 13. Clash City Rockers 14. Complete Control 15. Cool Confusion 16. Death or Glory 17. Deny 18. English Civil War 19. Every Little Bit Hurts 20. Garageland 21. Gates of the West 22. Ghetto Defendant 23. Groovy Times 24. Hate and War 25. I'm So Bored With the U.S.A. 26. I Fought the Law 27. Jail Guitar Doors 28. Janie Jones 29. Julie's in the Drug Squad 30. Lightning Strikes (Not Once But Twice) 31. London's Burning 32. London Calling 33. Lost in the Supermarket 34. Midnight to Stevens 35. One Emotion 36. Police And Thieves 37. Police On My Back 38. Pressure Drop 39. Protex Blue 40. Red Angel Dragnet 41. Rock the Casbah 42. Rudie Can't Fail 43. Safe European Home 44. Should I Stay Or Should I Go 45. Somebody Got Murdered 46. Spanish Bombs 47. Stay Free 48. Stop the World 49. Straight to Hell 50. The Call Up 51. The Card Cheat 52. The Guns Of Brixton 53. The Leader 54. The Magnificent Seven 55. The Prisoner 56. The Right Profile 57. This is Radio Clash 58. Tommy Gun 59. Train in Vain 60. Washington Bullets 61. What's My Name 62. White Man In Hammersmith Palais 63. White Riot

The Guns Of Brixton

(Paul Simonon)

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
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
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