The Guns Of Brixton
Calexico Lyrics


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When they kick out 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, 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

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
Have to answer to
Oh, Guns of Brixton

Spanish Lyrics

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, bruise us
But you'll have to answer to
Oh-the guns of Brixton

When they kick out your front doors
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

You can crush us, 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
Oh, the guns of Brixton

Overall Meaning

The Guns of Brixton is a song by Calexico, a group from Tucson, Arizona, that covers the iconic song by The Clash. The lyrics describe the personal struggle that happens between individuals and authority, in a constant power struggle. The song opens with the question of how one would react when their front door gets kicked in, with authority barging in. The lyrics create a juxtaposition, asking whether the individual would come out with their hands on their head, giving into authority or with their finger on the trigger, ready to fight back. The song continues to question how one would react when law enforcement breaks into their lives, whether they would be shot down on the pavement or waiting on death row. The song's final lines provide a chilling warning to those in power, stating that they can crush and bruise those under them, but they'll ultimately have to answer to the Guns of Brixton, a reference to the neighborhood in London, known for its high crime rates.


Line by Line Meaning

When they kick out your front door How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun
When someone enters your home illegally, how will you respond? Will you comply with their every demand in fear or stand up for yourself with force?


When the law break in How you gonna go? Shot down on the pavement Or waiting in death row
If law enforcement breaks into your home unlawfully, will you resist and potentially get shot or comply and face legal punishment?


You can crush us You can bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh, Guns of Brixton
Those in power may try to oppress and harm us, but they will ultimately have to face the consequences of their actions.


The money feels good And your life you like it well But surely your time will come As in heaven, as in hell
If you choose to profit and enjoy life at the expense of others, karma will catch up to you eventually.


You see, he feels like Ivan Born under the Brixton sun His game is called survivin' At the end of the harder they come
Ivan, likely a person of color living in the Brixton area, feels he must constantly fight to survive in a harsh and oppressive environment.


When the law break in How you gonna go? Shot down on the pavement Or waiting in death row
Reiteration of the earlier question - what is your response when faced with unlawful actions from those in power?


You can crush us You can bruise us Have to answer to Oh, Guns of Brixton
Once again, oppression and harm will not go unanswered and those responsible will ultimately face justice.


You know it means no mercy They caught him with a gun No need for the Black Maria Goodbye to the Brixton sun
An individual is caught with a gun, likely facing legal repercussions and a goodbye to their freedom and way of life.


You can crush us, bruise us But you'll have to answer to Oh-the guns of Brixton
The title of the song and refrain - oppressive actions will ultimately lead to rightful consequences.


When they kick out your front doors How you gonna come? With your hands on your head Or on the trigger of your gun
Final reiteration of the initial question - what is your response when faced with unlawful aggression?




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Ceren Akça

“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 on 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
But oh-the guns of Brixton”



All comments from YouTube:

Michael Schwager

I love good, original covers of outstanding classics, and this one is excellent! A great interpretation of a great tune.

David Campbell

For historical context when recording the lead vocals for the Clash’s original Paul Simonon sang while staring directly at a CBS executive who had visited the studio during the sessions, giving Simonon the desired amount of emotion in his voice.

iesus68

lovely band, timeless song.

systemfailure101

Απίστευτη διασκευή!!!!
Unbelievable !!!

Ceren Akça

“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 on 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
But oh-the guns of Brixton”

Erick Chávez

Y si una bala rozándote
Doblas la vida, matas el tiempo
Gracias a ella María Negra
Que te protege de este mal tiempo
Nunca te rindas piensa en tu gente
María Negra seca tu frente
Santa María, María Negra
Cuida tu tiempo, cuida tu suerte.

SkopTeocratico

Sweet song!

ᴋᴜʀᴛ ᴄᴏʙᴀɪɴ'ꜱ ꜰᴀɴ ɢɪʀʟ

This sounds nice 🎸🎸🎸🎸

levediagyermeke

Ez iszonyat zene. Kösz hogy megosztottad ! Thanks for sharing it !

TerrorBear

John Convertino for drummer of the year, all years.

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