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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
Rule 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 ass 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 'fuck 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 wanker 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