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F#mBmGBm
When tF#mhey kick at your froBmnt door
How arF#me you gonna come? Bm
WithG your hands on youBmr head
Or oGn the trigger of yBmour gun
F#mWhen the law breaBmk in
F#mHow are you gonnaBm go?
SGhot down on theBm pavement
Or waGiting in death Bmrow
You can crush us
You can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh, oh, guns of Brixton
La gita te viene bien
Y en la vida la pasas genial
But surely your time will come
As in heaven, as in hell
(Break it down, break it down, break it down)
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, oh, 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
And even shoot us
Oh, oh, guns of Brixton
Oh, oh, guns of Brixton
oh, oh, guns of Brixton
Oh, oh
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