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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
Oh, Turn it On
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
Oh, Turn it On
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