The Clash - 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

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
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
Yes, even shoot us
But oh-the 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
But you’ll have to answer to
Oh, the guns of Brixton

http://www.deezer.com/listen-539629

Jimmy Cliff - The harder they come

Oh yeah, but oh yeah, oh yeah, alright

Well they tell me of a pie up in the sky
Waiting for me when I die
But between the day you’re born and when you die
They never seem to hear even your cry

So as sure as the sun will shine
I’m gonna get my share now of what’s mine
And then the harder they come, the harder they’ll fall, one and all
Ooh, the harder they come, the harder they’ll fall, one and all

Well, the oppressors are tryin’ to keep me down
Tryin’ to drive me underground
And they think that they have got the battle won
I say forgive them Lord, they know not what they’ve done

’Cos as sure as the sun will shine
I’m gonna get my share now of what’s mine
And then the harder they come, the harder they’ll fall, one and all
Ooh, the harder they come, harder they’ll fall, one and all

Oh yeah, well oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

But I’ll keep on fighting for the things I want
Though I know that when you’re dead you can’t
But I’d rather be a free man in my grave
Then living as a puppet or a slave

So as sure as the sun will shine
I’m gonna get my share right now of what’s mine