Intro 1
F#m Bm F#m Bm
G Bm G Bm
Verse 1
F#m Bm
When they kick at your front door
F#m Bm
How you gonna come?
G Bm
With your hands on your head
G Bm
Or on the trigger of your gun
F#m Bm
When the law break in
F#m Bm
How you gonna go?
G Bm
Shot down on the pavement
G Bm
Or waiting in death row
Chorus 1
F#m Bm
You can crush us, you can bruise us
F#m Bm
But you'll have to answer to
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
Verse 2
F#m Bm
The money feels good
F#m Bm
And your life you like it well
G Bm
But surely your time will come
G Bm
As in heaven, as in hell
Interlude 1
F#m Bm F#m Bm
Whammy
G Bm G Bm
F#m Bm F#m Bm
G Bm G Bm
Verse 3
F#m Bm
You see he feels like Ivan
F#m Bm
Born under the Brixton sun
G Bm
His game is called survivin'
G Bm
At the end of The Harder They Come
F#m Bm
You know it means no mercy
F#m Bm
They caught him with a gun
G Bm
No need for the Black Maria
G Bm
Goodbye to the Brixton sun
Chorus 2
F#m Bm
You can crush us, you can bruise us
F#m Bm
But you'll have to answer to
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
Interlude 2
F#m Bm F#m Bm
G Bm G Bm
Verse 4
F#m Bm
When they kick at your front door
F#m Bm
How you gonna come?
G Bm
With your hands on your head
G Bm
Or on the trigger of your gun
Interlude 3
F#m Bm F#m Bm
G Bm G Bm
Chorus 3
F#m Bm
You can crush us, you can bruise us
F#m Bm
And even shoot us
G Bm G Bm
But oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
Verse 5
F#m Bm
Shot down on the pavement
F#m Bm
Waiting in death row
G Bm
His game was survivin'
G Bm
As in heaven, as in hell
Chorus 4
F#m Bm
You can crush us, you can bruise us
F#m Bm
But you'll have to answer to
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
Fade out
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-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-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
And even shoot us
But oh-oh, the guns of Brixton
Shot down on the pavement
Waiting in death row
His game was survivin'
As in Heaven as in Hell
You can crush us, you can bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh-oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh-oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh-oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh-oh, the guns of Brixton
Oh-oh, the guns of Brixton
Intro 1
F#m Bm F#m
G Bm G Bm
Verse 1
F#m Bm
When they kick at your front door
F#m Bm
How you gonna come?
G Bm
With your hands on your head
G Bm
Or on the trigger of your gun
F#m Bm
When the law break in
F#m Bm
How you gonna go?
G Bm
Shot down on the pavement
G Bm
Or waiting in death row
Chorus 1
F#m Bm
You can crush us, you can bruise us
F#m Bm
But you'll have to answer to
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
Verse 2
F#m Bm
The money feels good
F#m Bm
And your life you like it well
G Bm
But surely your time will come
G Bm
As in heaven, as in hell
Interlude 1
F#m Bm F#m Bm
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G Bm G Bm
E|----------------------------------|----------------------------------| B|-----------------3----------------|-----------------3----------------| G|-12--------------4----------------|-12--------------4----------------| D|-12--------------4----------------|-12--------------4----------------| A|-10-------------------------------|-10-------------------------------| E|----------------------------------|----------------------------------| 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 4
F#m Bm F#m
G Bm G Bm
Verse 3
F#m Bm
You see he feels like Ivan
F#m Bm
Born under the Brixton sun
G Bm
His game is called survivin'
G Bm
At the end of The Harder They Come
F#m Bm
You know it means no mercy
F#m Bm
They caught him with a gun
G Bm
No need for the Black Maria
G Bm
Goodbye to the Brixton sun
Chorus 2
F#m Bm
You can crush us, you can bruise us
F#m Bm
But you'll have to answer to
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
Interlude 2
F#m Bm F#m Bm
G Bm G Bm
Verse 4
F#m Bm
When they kick at your front door
F#m Bm
How you gonna come?
G Bm
With your hands on your head
G Bm
Or on the trigger of your gun
Interlude 3
F#m Bm F#m Bm
G Bm G Bm
Chorus 3
F#m Bm
You can crush us, you can bruise us
F#m Bm
And even shoot us
G Bm G Bm
But oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
Verse 5
F#m Bm
Shot down on the pavement
F#m Bm
Waiting in death row
G Bm
His game was survivin'
G Bm
As in heaven, as in hell
Chorus 4
F#m Bm
You can crush us, you can bruise us
F#m Bm
But you'll have to answer to
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
G Bm G Bm
Oh- oh, the guns of Brixton
From the album
London Calling
The Clash · 1979 · Track 0