Em Am When they kick at your front door Em Am How you gonna come? F Am With your hands on your head F Am Or on the trigger of your gun Em Am When the law break in Em Am How you gonna go? F Am Shot down on the pavement F Am Or waiting in death row Em You can crush us Am You can bruise us Em Am But you'll have to answer to F Am F Am Oh-the guns of Brixton Em Am The money feels good Em Am And your life you like it well F Am But surely your time will come F Am As in heaven, as in hell Em Am Em Am F Am F Am Em Am You see, he feels like Ivan Em Am Born under the Brixton sun F Am His game is called survival F Am At the end of the harder they come Em Am You know it means no mercy Em Am They caught him with a gun F Am No need for the Black Maria F Am Goodbye to the Brixton sun Em You can crush us Am You can bruise us Em Am Yes, even shoot us F Am F Am But oh-the guns of Brixton Em Am When the law break in Em Am How you gonna go? F Am Shot down on the pavement F Am Or waiting on death row Em You can crush us Am You can bruise us Em Am But you'll have to answer to F Am F Am Oh-the guns of Brixton Em You can crush us Am You can bruise us Em Am Yes, even shoot us F Am F Am But oh-the guns of Brixton F Am F Am Yes-Oh the guns of Brixton
Guns Of Brixton akkorde
von Die Toten Hosen
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