Brixton Briefcase

They hear my Brixton Briefcase, from across the pond London's burning, but the beat goes on, Feel My Power the electrical life real rude boys own the town tonight

But we don't need no fighting all these beautiful birds around But it gonna change like lightning as soon as the sun goes down

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

I got a Brixton Briefcase ministry of sound the walls between us they could tear them down

It's a Brixton Briefcase Is that such a sin, blokes get battered they get a Chelsea grin

Whoa, do you dance for me gorgeous smile and sing along shake your ass for me mama they're playing your favorite song

Turn it On
Hey!
Oh, Turn it On
Hey!

(x2)

Worn off records nothings off, turn it up louder, tell old bill fuck off!

To all my family and all my friends
Have to ride that train, all the way to the ends

Aren't you a naughty little neighbour
Pretending to be posh, maybe the music can save us
Only a wanker would sit and watch

Get on
Get it on, get on
Get it on
Turn it on

I've got a Brixton briefcase
Feel my power
I've got a Brixton briefcase
F-F-F-Feel my power



Credits
Writer(s): William Frederick Kennard, Saul Gregory Milton, Rick Knowles, Thomas Decarlo Callaway
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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