Here's my tabbed out version of Burnin' Streets for one guitar.
Admittedly, there are some places where the two guitars together
forced me to come up with a different way to play it on just one.
As usual, rate my tab to let me know if you found this helpful to you.

Rhythm Fig.1 (With lite delay)                  
      E       Esus4       E      Esus4          
1|    0 0      0 0        0 0    0 0         0 |
2|    0 0      0 0        0 0    0 0         0 |
3|    1 1      2 2        1 1    2 2         2 |
4|    2        2          2      2 2           |
5|    2        2          2      2             |
6| 0                   0                       |


(VERSE 1) Fig.1
               E
The sirens' risin'
                   Esus
There's a distant blues down town a crowded street
Esus/E                      
The temperature's a'rising
E                                end Fig.1   
Soon you're gonna be runnin' down 
               E
Those burnin' streets, come on
                                 A                            
The century that's hardly on its feet
                                 E     
And the late news breaks early
                                            A            
Does the sun rise from the west or from the east?
E                                 Dsus2                  A                 
An' it takes every day to be survivin' in the city


(VERSE 2) Fig. 1
E
London is burnin'; don't tell the Queen
  Esus4
Somebody tried to speak garage and they burnt down Bethnal Green
             E                
Piccadilly's yearning, like a reggae beat 
A                                end Fig.1 
Soon you're gonna be runnin' down
                  E           
Those burnin' streets, come on
                                      A
You're waitin' for your flag to be unfurled
                                        E
And the late news breaks early
                                               A         
So how should life be lived around the world?    (If London is burnin')
(CHORUS)
E                                Dsus2                 
An' it takes every day to be survivin' in the city
A                                          E               
Ready to face that dawn with no pity, come on! (London is burnin') 
                A                     E  
Yeah, ah come on  (London is burnin') 
                A                     E  
Yeah, ah come on  (London is burnin')

(Instrumental break) H
1|777,555,333,222,000  0  0  0 00 0 00 0  0  0  0 00 0 00 0  0
2|000,000,000,000,000  0  0  7 00 7 00 7  0  0  7 00 7 00 7  0
3|777,666,444,222,0009 9  9  9 99 9 99 9  9  9  9 99 9 99 9  9
4|                     9  9               9  9               9
5|                     7  7               7  7               7
6|                     0  0               0  0               0


~(Soon you're gonna be runnin? down)~2x
                                               
               E       
Those burnin' streets, come on!
                               A
Does the universal cop have a beat?
                                    E
And the late news breaks early
                                    A
Did you ever buy that bar on Lucky Street?
(CHORUS)
E                               Dsus2       
An' it takes every day to be survivin' in the city
A                                          E
Ready to face that dawn with no pity, come on!
                A                    E     
Yeah, ah come on (London is burnin')
                A                    E   
Yeah, ah come on (London is burnin')
(Outro)
E                                   A
Too many guns in this damn town

At the supermarket, you gotta duck down
E                                        A           
Baby flak jackets on the merry-go-round    (London is burnin')
E                                        A          
There's too many guns in this damn town    (London is burnin')
E                                        A      
Baby flak jackets on the merry-go-round    (London is burnin')
E                                        A         
Too many guns in this damn town            (London is burnin')
E                                        A         
Baby flak jackets on the merry-go-round    (London is burnin')