The Clash
The Guns Of Brixton
London Calling (1979)

{ b d f♯  d b  x 2  b d g  d b  x 2  (basse) }  x 2

          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?

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            (des fois: D/B au lieu Bm)
  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

F♯m~  Bm~  x 3  G~  Bm~  w/o basse  puis  F♯m~  Bm~  x 2  G~  Bm~  x 2

You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called surviving
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

  Refrain

F♯m~  Bm~  x 2  G~  Bm~  x 2

When they kick at your front door                juste basse
How you gonna come
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun?

F♯m  Bm  x 2  G  Bm  x 2

  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 surviving
As in heaven, as in hell

  Refrain 1

  Oh-oh guns of Brixton  x 4                     (fade out)

(Nouvelle Vague: en Em)