

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 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 This 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
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 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 This 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
O tema “The Guns of Brixton” foi escrito e interpretado pelo baixista Paul Simonon, que cresceu na zona de Brixton, no sul de Londres.
A música foi lançada em 1979, como parte do terceiro álbum de estúdio do Clash, *London Calling*.
Seu arranjo musical traz uma forte influência do reggae, homenageando a cultura local de Brixton e o filme jamaicano *The Harder They Come* de 1972.
O clipe da canção destaca a estética punk com toques de ritmo reggae, refletindo a mistura de estilos que caracterizou o álbum *London Calling*.
O título faz referência às “Guns” (fuzis) de Brixton, simbolizando a tensão social e a realidade urbana da época em que a faixa foi produzida.
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