Guns of Brixton
los Fabulosos Cadillacs

Instrumentos de vientos ( F#m - Bm x2, G - Bm x2)
When they kick at your front door
How are you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun
When the law break in
How are 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, 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