The Analogs - Strzelby z brixton

Tłumaczenie:

When they kick your door
how will you escape?
Will you raise your hand
or pull off your weapon?
When the law finds you
how will you deal with it?
You may die in the street
or meet the cold of prison bars

We will bleed!
We will be dying!
We will never let them enslave(?) us!
Oooooo!
Guns from Brixton!

When you have full pockets
and an empty bank behind you
choose heaven or hell
because your time is coming
He feels like a prince
the sun is shining in his face
his game is survival
but they will find him anyway

We will bleed!
We will be dying!
We will never let them enslave(?) us!
Oooooo!
Guns from Brixton!

They found him with a gun
without mercy, they want to enslave(?) him
You can't help me Madonna
goodbye sun and Brixton!

We will bleed!
We will be dying!
We will never let them enslave(?) us!
Oooooo!
Guns from Brixton!

(Pojmać is more like capture humans than to enslave but I don't know the exact word)