Brixton Briefcase

I hear my Brixton Briefcase 
From across the pond 
London's burning 
But the beat goes on 

Feel my Power 
The eletric of life 
Railroad boys  [bad word] the town tonight 

We don't need no fighting 
All these beautiful birds around 
But we're gunna clash like lightning [?] 
As soon as the sun goes down 

Turn it On 
Hey! 
Oh, Turn it On 
Hey! 
(x2) 

I got a Brixton Briefcase 
Industry of sound 
Walls between us 
[We can] tear them down 

It's a Brixton Briefcase 
Is that such a sin? 
Blokes get [battered] 
They get a Chelsea Grin 

Oh, do your dance for me [brothers] 
Smile and sing along 
Shake your [bad word] for me, mamma 
They're playing your favorite song 

Turn it On 
Hey! 
Oh, Turn it On 
Hey! 
(x2) 

All off records 
Nothing's off 
Turn it up louder 
Tell the old bill to ' [bad word] off' 

All my family 
And all my friends 
Have to ride that train 
All the way to the end 

Aren't you a naughty young neighbour 
Pretending to be posh 
Only the music can save us 
Only a [bad word] would sit and watch 

Get it on 
Hey! 
Get up, get it on 
Hey! 

Turn it on 
Hey! 
Oh, Turn it on 
Hey! 

I got a Brixton Briefcase 
Feel My Power 
I got a Brixton Briefcase 
Feel My Power