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 +====== Paroles ======
 +===== Dropkick Murphys: =====
  
 +==== Road of the Righteous ====
 +
 +Now I saw a man stand up one day and fight to save his life, just a common ​
 +worker, supporting his kids and his wife, he put a plug in his jug things looked ​
 +up for sure but the whole damn thing of it was there is no blasted cure
 +
 +I've seen a few men go "The Road of the Righteous"​ and a few have traveled "​This ​
 +Old Lonely Path" I've seen a few men go "The Road of the Righteous"​ by God I'​m ​
 +sure we'll see some more "go there blessed way"
 +
 +Hey it's gonna, take some foot work to get you on your way, they'​ll be pit-falls ​
 +and some cat-calls but hard you must persist, cause life is so precious and we 
 +have only got one shot, so if you move along and you stay God strong all the 
 +treasures will be got
 +
 +I've seen a few men go "The Road of the Righteous"​ and a few have traveled "​This ​
 +Old Lonely Path" I've seen a few men go "The Road of the Righteous"​ by God I'​m ​
 +sure we'll see some more "go there blessed way"
 +
 +
 +==== The Dirty Glass ====
 +Murphy, Murphy ​
 +darling dear I long for you now night and day.Your pain was my pleasure your 
 +sorrow my joy I fear now I've lost you to health and good cheer.
 +
 +Darcy when I met you i was 5 years too young, a boy beyond his age or so I'​d ​
 +tell someone.
 +Anyone who'd listen and a few who couldn'​t care still I welcomed you with open 
 +arms my love I did share.
 +
 +Darcy, Darcy darlin dear you left dying , crying there in whiskey , Gin and 
 +pints of beer I fell for you my darling dear. 
 +
 +You shut me off then you showed me the door. 
 +But you always came crawlin back beggin me for more.
 +I showed you kindness a stool and a tab. 
 +Then you poured me my pain in a dirty glass. ​
 +Yeah you left him bloody battered penniless and poor. 
 +You know I often stopped to wonder how he made through my door. 
 +With my brothers new non-duplicate registry I.D. 
 +Well you bit off more than you could chew the first day you met me.
 +
 +Darcy Darcy darlin dear you left me dying crying there in whiskey Gin and pints 
 +of beer I fell for you my darling dear.
 +
 +You weren'​t the first to court me mister you won't be the last.
 +Oh I'm sure I wasn't honey I know all about your past.
 +Well listen to the big shot with his pager on call you spent most of those 
 +nights in my bathroom stall.
 +Yeah, you got him high but you left him low.
 +Mind your own business boy how was I to know that he was just a fiend and a no 
 +good cheat.
 +Well thats all in the past bitch cause now I got it beat. 
 +
 +
 +==== For Boston ====
 +
 +For Boston for Boston, we sing our proud refrain for Boston for Boston '​tis ​
 +wisdom'​s earthly fame
 +for here are all one and our hearts are true and the towers on the heights reach 
 +the heavens own blue.
 +for boston for boston 'til the echoes ring agin!
 +
 +For Boston for Boston thy glory is our own
 +for Boston for Boston 'tis here that truth is known
 +and ever with a right shall our heirs be found 'til time shall be no more and 
 +thy work is crowned
 +for Boston for Boston thy glory is our own!
 +
 +
 +==== The Legend of Finn MacCumhail ====
 +This mighty ​
 +soldier on the eve of the war he waged told his troops of lessons learned from 
 +battles fought: "May your heart grow bolder like an iron--clad brigade"​ said 
 +this leader to his outnumbered lot.
 +
 +Known as a hero to all that he knew, long live the legend of Finn MacCool! The 
 +brave fearless leader of the chosen few, long live the legend of Finn MacCool!
 +
 +
 +==== Which Side Are You On? ====
 +
 +Our father was a union man some day i'll be one too. The bosses fired daddy 
 +what's our family gonna do? Come all you good workers good news to you I'll tell 
 +of how the good old union has come in here to dewll.
 +
 +Which side are you on? Which side are you on?
 +
 +My daddy was miner and I'm a miner'​s son and I'll stick with the union '​til ​
 +every battles done.
 +
 +They say in Marlan County there are no neutrals there you'll either be a union 
 +man or a thug for J.H. Blair
 +
 +Oh workers can you stand it? Oh tell me how you can will you be a lousy scab or 
 +will you be a man? Don't scab for the bosses don't listen to their lies us poor 
 +folks haven'​t got a chance unless we organize.
 +
 +
 +==== The Rocky Road to Dublin ====
 +
 +In the merry month of June from my home I started left the girls of Taum nearly ​
 +brokenhearted saluted me father dear, kissed me darling mother drank a pint of 
 +beer, my grief and tears to smother then off to reap the corn, leave where I was 
 +born cut a stout blackthorn to banish ghosts and goblin, brand-new pair of 
 +brogues, rattling o'er the bogs frightening all the dogs on the rocky road to 
 +Dublin.
 +
 +In Mullingar last night, I rested limbs so weary started by daylight next 
 +morning bright and early took a drop of the pure to keep me heart from sinking ​
 +that's the daddy'​s cure when he's on the drinking see the lassies smile, ​
 +laughing all the while at me darling style, would set your heart a-bubblin' ​
 +asked me was I hired, wages I required 'til I was almost tired of the rocky road 
 +to Dublin.
 +
 +Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, ​
 +whack-fol-la-de-da!
 +
 +In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity to be so soon deprived a view 
 +of that fine city decided to take a stroll all among the quality bundle, it was 
 +stole in that neat locality something crossed my mind when I looked behind no 
 +bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin'​ crying for a rogue said me 
 +connaught brogue wasn't much in-vogue on the rocky road to Dublin.
 +
 +From there I got away, me spirits never failing landed on the quay just as the 
 +ship was sailing captain at me roared, said that no room had he then I jumped ​
 +aboard a cabin found for Daddy down among the pigs, played some funny rigs, 
 +danced some hearty jigs, the water 'round me bubblin'​ off to hollyhead wished ​
 +myself was dead or better far instead on the rocky road to Dublin.
 +
 +The boys in Liverpool, when we safely landed called myself a fool, I could no 
 +longer stand it blood began to boil, temper I was losing poor old Erin's Isle 
 +they began abusing hooray me soul, says I, let the shellaillagh fly some galway ​
 +boys were nigh, saw I was a-hobblin'​ with a loud array, they joined me in the 
 +fray and soon we cleared the way on the rocky road to Dublin.
 +
 +
 +==== Heroes from Our Past ====
 +
 +And so the story'​s told of a hearty group of men it's a tale of their triumphs ​
 +and their woes. Be it raids and melees ancient or the modern worker'​s struggle ​
 +that inspires men to stand up for their rights. And should we fall down by the 
 +wayside in this ever-changing world we can look back to these heroes of our 
 +past. With their staunch determination and ferocious iron will, no tyranny would 
 +quell them in their task.
 +
 +It's an age-old situation with an ever-present message: that time and tide 
 +waiteth for no man. So without fear of confrontation of the consequence of 
 +outcome, it's for freedom and for happiness they toiled. An in looking to the 
 +future, we can see a better place where we can shake the yoke of tyranny for 
 +all. It's been paved by generations who have gone now to their rest. It's just 
 +remembrance of their dignity we ask.
 +
 +So come on rally round this brave and valiant cause with tradition, pride, and 
 +honor at its core. With swords drawn to defend stood stood these noble-hearted ​
 +men Faugh-an-ballagh,​ clear the way, me boys!!
 +
 +Under perilous conditions with small hope of success they left behind the lives 
 +that they once led and by virtue of their fortitude and single-minded strength ​
 +they cleared the way for the people of today so when we think back to our 
 +ancestors respectfully we hark and thank the men whose struggle broke the chain 
 +it's a long road up ahead of us - let's forge on while we're strong and leave 
 +our mark of honor once again
 +
 +So the story has been told and it comes now to an end. It's setting any era, any 
 +land. When abusive tyrants force the hands of matters great or small, it inpires ​
 +men to stand up for their rights.
 +
 +
 +==== Forever ====
 +
 +"Never take your loved ones for granted: they could be gone tomorrow"​ all of my 
 +dreams seem to fall by the side like a discarded thought or the day's fading ​
 +light but I know that if I could just see you tonight forever at times we may 
 +fall, like we all tend to do but I'll reach out and find that I've run into you 
 +your strength is the power that carried me through forever
 +
 +Your kindness for weakness I never mistook I worried you often, yet you 
 +understood that life is so fleeting, these troubles won't last forever inspired ​
 +me truly you did from the start to not be afraid and to follow my heart there'​s ​
 +a piece of you with me they can't tear apart forever
 +
 +Forever I'll find you, forever we'll be
 +Forever your power and strength stays with me
 +
 +
 +==== The Gauntlet ====
 +
 +Well I just got back from a break in the fight I was weighing in heavy but still 
 +feeling alright all I hear in the distance mines and shells here come the sirens ​
 +wailing another attack to be repelled do you think we're gonna make it? I don'​t ​
 +know unless we try you could sit here scared to move or we could take them by 
 +surprise it's submission that they want it's surrender that they need when we'​re ​
 +doing it their way their aims will be achieved
 +
 +They'​re gonna come when you're not ready when you're not to well-prepared ​
 +they'​re gonna prey upon your weakness no man's soul is ever spared you've got to 
 +stand up, yeah, and fight them show them what it's all about this man is not for 
 +sale there will be no backing down
 +
 +Stand up and fight and I'll stand up with you! We shall succeed
 +
 +They won't get me they won't get me thought they never cease to try they won'​t ​
 +get me they won't get me I would rather fight and die they won't get me they 
 +won't get me well my friend will they get you? when they get you when they get 
 +you tell me what are you gonna do?
 +
 +
 +==== Good Rats ====
 +
 +Have you ever stopped to think about what rats do for run? Sure they crawl 
 +around and scurry, yeah they'​re always on the run but a rat sure likes a good 
 +time just like you and me I'll prove it with a tale about a rat-infested brewery
 +
 +It started with a little lad named vermin McCann who fell upon a drink that made 
 +him feel like quite a man he rounded up his furry boys, though some wore a frown 
 +they quickly changed their tune and they slammed a couple down.
 +
 +One, two, one-two-three-four! Come on all you good rats we'll send you to heaven ​
 +you'll find the pearly gates in the froth and the foam 'cause in these vats 
 +you've made quite a creation a potion that turned the Guinness to gold!
 +
 +Like mice behind a piper, rats from all around soon headed for this factory in 
 +old Dublin Town. They surely heard the news about this fancy new rat-brew they 
 +come, they saw, they had a taste and knocked back a few
 +
 +The rats wre in a tizzy addicted to the bone the hairy lugs wer giddy they were 
 +never going home like a bunch of drunken pirates prepared to walk the plank they 
 +drank, they sang, they took a plunge and in the beer they sank!
 +
 +
 +==== The New American Way ====
 +
 +Each day when I wake up and I set my best foot forward I'll make an effort to be 
 +all that I can be. I take a look around me and I wonder how things change so 
 +much in the few short years since I was a young boy. 
 +
 +Do you know what we're fighting for? I know in an instant I could lose 
 +everything I'm working toward. ​
 +
 +I know I'll win my battles though I fear we'll lose the war to the new American ​
 +way. 
 +
 +The morals of this nation'​s youth have long gone astray lead by tolerance, ​
 +indifference,​ and this kinder gentler way that has corrupted and destroyed so 
 +many of our boys and girls oh lord I start to wonder will it ever come around?
 +
 +
 +==== The Torch ====
 +
 +Wash away all the lines on your face that show how you've aged it's a long way 
 +down - your back's been broken you can't make the rounds the tables are turned ​
 +as the litany goes... you're a rotten old man who'll be covered in dirt on your 
 +knees and pray to the maker that caused you to bleed
 +
 +Turn back the hand on the clock you're a bitter old man who's done nothing but 
 +work your hands to the bone on the assembly lines you've grown cold to the touch 
 +of the ones that you love ignorance is something you can't over come but you'​ve ​
 +passed it on down and that's something much worse for a bitter young man... is 
 +now taking the torch
 +
 +Silent scorn - you've taken it out on the ones you adore Inside rage - they'​ve ​
 +left you before but they'​ll come back again they'​ll pray for you with all their 
 +love but this time your indifference just can't be excused Forced amends - well 
 +it's something you'll die with but it goes on for them... for a bitter young 
 +man... has now taken the torch...
 +
 +
 +==== Fortunes of War ====
 +
 +Each town has its cliques those who don't get along and then there'​s towns I 
 +know where certain kids just don't belong so know your rivals and watch your 
 +back 'cause no one's gonna be there when the enemy attacks
 +
 +When the justice eludes you it's the fortunes of war wouldn'​t things be 
 +different had the tables been turned? If the people won't protect you you must 
 +fend for yourself when the justice eludes you it's the fortunes of war
 +
 +You drove right over him and then you sped away how does it feel to kill and 
 +know you didn't pay? So walk away even though a life is gone someday, you'​ll ​
 +know the price when god repays you for your wrongs.
 +
 +
 +==== A Few Good Men ====
 +
 +It's time we stood up for ourselves so get up off your knees. We'll shake off 
 +our detractors and attain our hopes and dreams and if we fall prey to 
 +in-fighting,​ we're never gonna win, so put aside your differences,​ sing loud, 
 +sing proud
 +
 +We won't listen to their stories or be waylaid by their lies it's a dram that'​s ​
 +still attainable for kids like you and I So if we all stand together singing one 
 +defiant song our voice will reach the heavens, so sing with all your heart
 +
 +Join us in a song - we shall rise and sing stand up and be counted - sing a song 
 +for liberty join us in this song - together we shall sing rise up and be counted ​
 +- sing it loud, sing it proud
 +
 +We've been brutalized and crucified, the brunt of their attacks, is corruption ​
 +not their trademark and compassion what they lack? If we can realize our common ​
 +goals, the end of which is plain united and now stronger, their loss is now our 
 +gain!
 +
 +
 +==== Ramble and Roll ====
 +
 +Driving down the highway and I've got no lights dreaming about my future, but 
 +it's fading away in the night what do you want out of life when you don't play 
 +by the rules I've got no expectations and I fully expect to lose
 +
 +'Cause I was born to ramble I was made to roll living my stickin'​ life in 
 +yesterday'​s rock and roll
 +
 +I drink in dirty bars 'cause they serve bigger drinks and I don't own fancy 
 +cards I take the train and man it stinks, yeah, I play music but I do't hang out 
 +with stars and if I need money I'll just pawn a few guitars
 +
 +I may speak gibberish, but I don't talk shit and I'm not one for book smarts but 
 +I'm known for my barroom wit!
 +
 +
 +==== Caps and Bottles ====
 +
 +When I was thirteen, I bought a scally cap looked up to the older guys who drank 
 +at the rat couldn'​t wait to grow up just to drink with the crew put my name on 
 +the map and have a social few
 +
 +I recall when I was small I thought I'd be legend soon but that was then and 
 +this is now a harder road cannot be found don't get me wrong, good times were 
 +had sometimes the fun outweighed the bad but all in all, now said and done I can 
 +recall more bad than fun
 +
 +It's killing me - the answer'​s here, it's plain to see it's taken me - I'm half 
 +the man I thought I'd be it's killing me - it's taken years but now I see I'​m ​
 +not the man I thought I'd be
 +
 +I'd fight them all, big or small angel dust and Bud tall collars up and fists 
 +the same protect your friends and family name had my lumps, received a few but 
 +not near what I deserved some say this life's my punishment some say this life'​s ​
 +my just deserves
 +
 +
 +==== The Wild Rover ====
 +
 +I've been a wild rover for many's the year and I've spent all me money on 
 +whiskey and beer and now I'm returning with gold in great store and I never will 
 +play the wild rover no more
 +
 +And it's no, nay, never no, nay, never!
 +No more will I play the wild rover no, never, no more
 +
 +I went into an alehouse I used to frequent and I told the landlady me money was 
 +spent I asked her for credit, she answered me nay such a custom as yours I could 
 +have any day
 +
 +I took from me pocket ten sovereigns bright and the landlady'​s eyes opened up 
 +with delight she said she had whiskeys and wines of the best and the words that 
 +she told me were only in jest
 +
 +I went home to my parents, confessed what I'd done and I asked them to pardon ​
 +their prodigal son and when they'd caressed me as oft times before I never will 
 +play the wild rover no more
 +
 +
 +==== The Spicy McHaggis Jig ====
 +
 +I'll tell you a story, believe me it's true a tale you'd best hope never happens ​
 +to you old spicy mcHaggis, how he met his fate you I can save, but for him it'​s ​
 +too late
 +
 +Spicy was big, burly and strong his pipes were gigantic, and so was his schlong ​
 +from city to city running around looking for chicks over four hundred pounds
 +
 +One night at the pub a girl caught his eye big as a house, just the right size 
 +the broad was enormous, stacked to the hilt spicy soon noticed a bulge in his 
 +kilt the piper delivered his best pick-up line thought to himself, "this beast 
 +is all mine" the portly young lady could stand for no more grabbed his cojones ​
 +and went for the door
 +
 +They got to her house and dimmed all the lights Spicy was in for one hell of a 
 +night he said that he loved her, he'd always be true "But Mr. McHaggis, I'​ve ​
 +only just met you!!"
 +
 +By now he saw double through his drunken eyes neither had looks or appropriate ​
 +size he came to his sense, thought to himself, "At this time of night I won'​t ​
 +find nothing else" he took off his shirt, she lifted her skirt, they pulled out 
 +his unit and stared to play she asked for a glove, he gave her a shove, had baby 
 +McHaggis nine months to-the-day.
 +
 +Three packs a day, he'll smoke 'til he dies Spicy McHaggis, one hell of a guy!
 +
 +
 +==== Roll Call ====
 +
 +Rally together gather around, the scent of a battle is near. The cannon sounds, ​
 +a new year begins. Fear nothing now the gangs all here
 +
 +
 +==== Blood and Whiskey ====
 +
 +Urban legend and American folklore, Tells of a man who was one of a kind
 +A sure gent with a flair for fashion, prone to violence at any time
 +A legendary hooligan with a thirst for blood and a taste for booze
 +This brave and daring brutal soul, he lived and fought by his own rules
 +
 +Shake the hand that shook the world
 +
 +Shoe-shine boy to champion, he'd fought and beaten many foes
 +His calling card was a kick to the groin, and a broken bottle to the bridge of 
 +the nose
 +He aimed to kill when he took to the ring, this Boston strong boy loved to fight
 +On more than one occasion, a bout was stopped to save an opponents life
 +
 +Shake the hand that shook the world
 +For Blood and Whiskey with a bare knuckled fist
 +
 +
 +==== Pipebomb on Lansdowne ====
 +
 +It's Friday night and the street'​s filled with freaks, come watch as the useless ​
 +flock to the beat
 +Of the techno noise that enhances their high, a bombs gonna blow and I think you 
 +know why!
 +
 +Chorus: Everybody'​s running out, bodies hit the ground, you'd better take cover
 +It's a pipebomb on lansdowne street
 +
 +There'​s no room for dancing on your precious floors, cause you've got to save 
 +space for the jocks and whores
 +You say that our shows are for violent thugs, but we're not the ones on designer ​
 +drugs
 +
 +It's not a bunch of little kids we're out to harm and maim, so maim
 +So make sure the night you hurl the pipe there'​s no baseball game
 +Look for flyers, check the phoenix, are there any decent shows, if Keith Bennett ​
 +isn't working
 +Then the bomb is good to go.
 +
 +
 +==== Perfect Stranger ====
 +
 +Schizophrenic nightmares sending shivers down my spine
 +I may be a little twisted, but I swear that my life is fine
 +
 +Chorus: I'm living with a perfect stranger, is there anybody home?
 +I'm living with a perfect stranger, but I find myself alone
 +
 +Well I'm still working to make life better, though I've fallen from God's grace
 +I'm standing still in a shattered mirror, staring at somebody else's face
 +
 +Just when things are back on track, I sabotage myself
 +These are all certain telltale signs of my decaying mental health
 +Nobody'​s Home!!!!!
 +
 +
 +==== 10 Years Of Service ====
 +
 +The status of our future in both past and present time, is relegated to a member ​
 +of a higher class than mine. To Determine and direct the lives of family men who 
 +bear the burden of living up to standard that doesn'​t exist in 1999
 +
 +Who's gonna save us from this lonely picket line, 10 years of service but I'​m ​
 +still not worth your time. And I've seen men give their lives, and heard the 
 +stories that they tell of how they labored for this company which sold it's soul 
 +to hell
 +
 +Times may be changing but I'll never leave behind the hopes and thoughts I have 
 +of better days for families such as mine. Because if history repeats itself and 
 +time will surely tell. What goes around will come around and you'll know our 
 +pain too well.
 +
 +Who's gonna save us from this lonely picket line, 10 years of service but I'​m ​
 +still not worth your time. And I've seen men give their lives, and heard the 
 +stories that they tell of how they labored for this company which sold it's soul 
 +to hell
 +
 +
 +==== Upstarts and Broken Hearts ====
 +
 +I once met a young girl filled with fire, That saw through my front to this 
 +shell of a man
 +She knew I'd be a handful from the start, This strong willed woman had an angels ​
 +heart
 +The holes in these wings don't allow me to fly
 +So you'd better brace for a life of pain, And if fate is the path to this better ​
 +life
 +Somehow I feel you'll never see the faces change
 +
 +
 +Through thick and thin, She stood by you
 +She held the key to my broken heart
 +
 +I look back and wonder, Sit and ponder. How I could have ever neglected you.
 +For the blood soaked soil on the old ball field, I gambled on a hand I wasn'​t ​
 +ready to lose
 +But if the tables were turned and I faced the troubles, Tough times and 
 +struggles I put you through
 +I'd of been there as you were through hardship and horror
 +My life and my love are pledged to you.
 +
 +Through thick and thin, She stood by you
 +She held the key to my broken heart
 +
 +Remember the nights she waited and wondered, fused to a myth that it had taken 
 +it's toll.
 +But this Godless man has mended his way, Never again will she be alone.
 +
 +I remember it well, Still I always knew that she was destined to be my bride
 +This woman had pride, She was full of life. I could see the passion in her eyes.
 +She thought she found a man, But she fell for the devil
 +An evil monster in disguise. Now I'll honor and obey, Forever stay.
 +True to you, my Irish rose
 +
 +Through thick and thin, She stood by you
 +She held the key to my broken heart
 +
 +
 +==== Devils Brigade ====
 +
 +You've got no one to defend you, you're out on your own
 +Still fighting on the corner, you can never go home
 +In this world of temptation, in this city of sin
 +There'​s nothing that can save you, but a strength from within
 +
 +Because they'​ll do it again, they'​ve done it before, The Devils Brigade
 +Headed down a dead end road with the Devils Brigade
 +You're being led astray
 +
 +The crew will not rest until your life's in the piss
 +Stop and think of you're future, the chances you'll miss
 +Looking back on a resume of corruption and crime
 +Cause you wasted your youth, taken down in your prime
 +
 +Because they'​ll do it again, they'​ve done it before, The Devils Brigade
 +Headed down a dead end road with the Devils Brigade
 +You're being led astray
 +
 +Dying to belong though it's tearing you apart
 +A bullet to the head and a knife to the heart
 +Are the tools of the trade in this cold life of crime
 +A smart, decent kid who has now lost his mind
 +
 +
 +==== Curse Of A Fallen Soul ====
 +
 +Another Wake, Another Time, A Premature Goodbye. I've watched you go and seen 
 +you pass, I always knew it wouldn'​t last. Together now we mourn the loss, and 
 +remember all the fun. We'll Drink the beer and hang out where death took another ​
 +son. So all for one and one for all, do we ever wonder why. Though the reasons ​
 +clear, this friend so dear was taken before his time.
 +
 +So may this round be on the corpse of a dead man, with a toast that tells of a 
 +love you never shared. So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . . Raise 
 +your glass! And sing the praise of a fallen soul.
 +
 +Many bow their heads for this man they know so well, with solemn thoughts ​
 +they'​ll drink and drug for a resurrection. (Facing death we fear no danger) ​
 +While Mothers shed their tears through a vail of desperation these fiends of a 
 +vicious breed raise holy hell.
 +
 +So may this round be on the corpse of a dead man, with a toast that tells of a 
 +love you never shared. So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . . Raise 
 +your glass! And sing the praise of a fallen soul.
 +
 +How many times can fate be changed, the dice be rolled is there no path of least 
 +resistance, for the bold (It's never sought and rarely taken)
 +
 +So may this round be on the corpse of a dead man, with a toast that tells of a 
 +love you never shared. So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . . Raise 
 +your glass! And sing the praise of a fallen soul.
 +
 +Many bow their heads for this man they know so well, with solemn thoughts ​
 +they'​ll drink and drug for a resurrection. (Facing death we fear no danger) ​
 +While Mothers shed their tears through a vail of desperation these fiends of a 
 +vicious breed raise holy hell.
 +
 +So may this round be on the corpse of a dead man, with a toast that tells of a 
 +love you never shared. So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . . Raise 
 +your glass! And sing the praise of a fallen soul.
 +
 +
 +==== Homeward Bound ====
 +
 +I've seen street corner preachers spending discharge pay
 +Between periods of getting stiff and happy tipplers singing songs of 
 +discontentment
 +With each and every passing sip from the bookmaker'​s clerk on the rowdy racing ​
 +circuit
 +Known as Tom Sharkey'​s brawling bar to the tenders at the pubs and illegal ​
 +sporting clubs
 +In this town I call my home
 +You see, I come from a family who more or less traditionally sends its boys off 
 +to serve uncle Sam
 +"Obey your orders and protect your country"​ said this father to his disheartened ​
 +son
 +I've traveled over seas, seen forks in the road from Raven to the pubs near 
 +Cunard Pier
 +But the things weren'​t the same, as the place where I became,
 +A man in this town I call my home.
 +
 +
 +==== Going Strong ====
 +
 +There'​s a brand new century about to begin and the kids of the 90's are paving' ​
 +the path, for the youth of America, free at last from the violence and 
 +destruction that destroyed our name, whenever there was trouble we took the 
 +blame. But now our scene'​s alive with a new generation of American kids.
 +
 +We work hard now lets enjoy the fruits of what we've done, tomorrow may never 
 +come. The kids on the street will have their say now - Because!
 +
 +We've had enough of these negative comparisons a new breed of kids. Brought ​
 +together by a movement and a sense of tradition the strong will survive. And 
 +together our backs can never be broken cause now our scene'​s alive with a new 
 +generation of American kids.
 +
 +We work hard now lets enjoy the fruits of what we've done, tomorrow may never 
 +come. The kids on the street will have their say now - Because!
 +
 +
 +==== Fighting 69th ====
 +
 +Come all you gallant heroes, And along with me combined
 +I'll sing a song, it won't take long, Of the Fighting Sixty Ninth
 +They'​re a band of men brave, stout and bold, From Ireland they came
 +And they have a leader to the fold, And Cocoran was his name
 +
 +It was in the month of April, When the boys they sailed away
 +And they made a sight so glorious, As they marched along Broadway
 +They marched right down Broadway, me boys, Until they reached the shore
 +And from there they went to Washington, And straight unto the war
 +
 +So we gave them a hearty cheer, me boys, It was greeted with a smile
 +Singing here's to the boys who feared no noise, We're the Fighting Sixty Ninth
 +
 +And when the war is said and done, May heaven spare our lives
 +For its only then we can return, To our loved ones and our wives
 +We'll take them in our arms, me boys, For a long night and a day
 +And we'll hope that war will come no more, To sweet America
 +
 +So we gave them a hearty cheer, me boys, It was greeted with a smile
 +Singing here's to the boys who feared no noise, We're the Fighting Sixty Ninth
 +
 +So farewell unto you dear New York, Will I e'er see you once more
 +For it fills my heart with sorrow, To leave your sylvan shore
 +But the country now it is calling us, And we must hasten fore
 +So here's to the stars and stripes, me boys, And to Ireland'​s lovely shore
 +
 +And here's to Murphy and Devine, Of honour and renown
 +Who did escort our heroes, Unto the battle ground
 +And said unto our colonel, We must fight hand to hand
 +Until we plant the stars and stripes, Way down in Dixieland
 +
 +So we gave them a hearty cheer, me boys, It was greeted with a smile
 +Singing here's to the boys who feared no noise, We're the Fighting Sixty Ninth
 +
 +
 +==== Boston Asphalt ====
 +
 +Searching for the best break the black forties could afford them
 +Came these ever-proud world-renowned rowdy, roving men
 +With a firmness and a purpose that so many did dismiss
 +Sailed these huddled human ballasts on their stinking coffin ships
 +From the prison of their lonely hearts they labored long and hard
 +Working 18+hour days for the B.A.C.
 +
 +Intelligent,​ Respectable,​ But made of modest means
 +With an independent spirit, so full of hopes and dreams
 +Opportunity denied them in a doomed and starving land
 +Came these openhearted kindly spirits of a truly threatened man
 +
 +
 +==== Wheel of Misfortune ====
 +
 +Cowboys and coppers verse injuns and robbers, take a guess for which side I was 
 +prone
 +Maniacal pleasures and a taste for misfortune, the legacy for which I was known
 +
 +Down and out, I scream and I shout. For this man from whom I need my advice
 +If the price is your life son, you'd better think twice as you march to the 
 +front like a soldier
 +
 +So you'd think I'd aspire for greatness, hell-Bent to make a name on my own
 +Genetically programmed for the Wheel of Misfortune, I'm an heir to an unwanted ​
 +throne
 +
 +Down and out, I scream and I shout. For this man from whom I need my advice
 +If the price is your life son, you'd better think twice as you march to the 
 +front like a soldier
 +
 +Now they'​ve all got their theories, opinions and such about this man who is down 
 +on his luck
 +Well the offers are plenty, my options are many, still I opt to face my problems ​
 +alone.
 +
 +
 +==== The Only Road ====
 +
 +How could you choose a path without knowing where you'd end up
 +Where you came from was a time and place that you had never been
 +- Is this the only road
 +Can you fake your way through conversation or just simply turn away
 +Set a course for the desert sun is this the only choice
 +To live without a choice, this is the only choice we'll know
 +Cut your teeth and now it's time to show the world that what your made of
 +Was a travesty that many just call luck
 +- Is this the only road
 +Now climb aboard the red line train that's headed out of town
 +Or stick around and just relive your past
 +You're always running out of wind and you keep saying it's the end
 +You're always hoping that you'll win, but then you throw in the towel in
 +
 +
 +==== Amazing Grace ====
 +
 +Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me
 +I once was lost but now I'm found, was blind but now I see
 +'Twas grace that taught my heart to feel
 +'Twas grace my fears relieved
 +How precious did that grace appear the hour I first believed
 +
 +
 +==== The Gang's All Here ====
 +
 +Well the devil'​s nipping at your heels and this time it's for real
 +A lonely hunger starts to gnaw as you wish away the pain
 +Of another desperate dead end day forever filled with sadness
 +To forget about the pain you take your bottle, drink your grave
 +
 +Singing Hail, Hail, the Gangs All Here.
 +Leave your worries at the door boy, they'​re not going anywhere
 +Hail, hail the gang's all here
 +
 +When the going gets tough, I know my friends will still be there
 +Well you're walking down the road and the wind is in your face
 +You're down and out and the unemployment line's a mile long
 +The money in your pocket may not get you through the day
 +But cheer up son I know a place where mugs like us belong
 +
 +Singing Hail, Hail, the Gangs All Here.
 +Leave your worries at the door boy, they'​re not going anywhere
 +Hail, hail the gang's all here
 +
 +Pick your heart up off the ground though I'm sure it weights a ton
 +You're no better or no worse than any mothers son
 +Though you're up against all odds and you're backed against the wall
 +You recall the cheer, "The Gang's All Here" and shout!
 +
 +Singing Hail, Hail, the Gangs All Here.
 +Leave your worries at the door boy, they'​re not going anywhere
 +Hail, hail the gang's all here
 +
 +
 +==== Do or Die ====
 +
 +The once steel tough fabric of a Union man Was sold and Bartered away Fed to 
 +money wolves in the Reagen years, Caught in a drift in greedy nintetie'​s days So 
 +inside this song is our rally cry
 +
 +Your dreams are in danger, and "We Must Rise" Our time has come we are under the 
 +gun "​It'​s Do or Die"
 +
 +Its not a rebel cry of some socialist Scheme to push for human rights Just the 
 +facts an obvious mentioned on the Behalf of the working man, for his family and 
 +his livelihood
 +
 +Your dreams are in danger, and "We Must Rise" Our time has come we are under the 
 +gun "​It'​s Do or Die"
 +
 +The once steel tough fabric of the union man was sold and bartered away Fed to 
 +money wolves in the Reagen years, Caught adrift in greedy nineties days
 +
 +Your dreams are in danger, and "We Must Rise" Our time has come we are under the 
 +gun "​It'​s Do or Die"
 +
 +
 +==== Get Up
 + ====
 +I went North to see the Stiff Little Fingers play The kids in the Belfast were 
 +tearing it up Jake is the punkest dude I do declare He got a leather jacket, and 
 +the spikey hair
 +
 +"We All Fall Down" So Get Up Now "We All Fall Down" So Get Up Now
 +
 +Since '77 they'​ve made music for me and you Playing punk rock songs while the 
 +bombs they blew Now I suspect these songs are about pain and strife But I'​ll ​
 +tell you this didn't waste their life
 +
 +"We All Fall Down" So Get Up Now "We All Fall Down" So Get Up Now
 +
 +"Why Don't You Get Up And Get Out!" (3x)
 +
 +
 +==== Never Alone ====
 +
 +You say its becasue we’re boisterous You hate us cause we got our dignity We 
 +stand together proud and strong This is a place where we belong We got loyal 
 +friends we keep our heads held high, We’ll stick together you and I Don’t need 
 +no guns or drugs on our streets just a place to go and the boots on our feet
 +
 +Never alone. . . The city streets are where we roam Never alone. . . This is 
 +Boston its our home Never alone. . . The city streets are where we roam Never 
 +alone. . . This is Boston its our home
 +
 +Young skinhead they call you hooligan Just because you don’t make any sense to 
 +them But the blood that runs right down your wrist Dont come from a knife, but 
 +the cuts on your fist’ Your torn up knuckles and faded blue jeans Are the colors ​
 +you wear and the life that you’ve seen You tell the truth look people in the eye 
 +Don’t live you life in no baggy disguise
 +
 +Never alone. . . The city streets are where we roam Never alone. . . This is 
 +Boston its our home Never alone. . . The city streets are where we roam Never 
 +alone. . . This is Boston its our home
 +
 +Dont need no gang to watch my ass Just loyal friendship and a pint of Bass We’ll ​
 +sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets But our will and spirit can not be 
 +beat You can shoot and you can kick but together we’ll stick Through thick and 
 +thin not stick or stone Can break the bond that has here grown Arm and Arm We 
 +Fight As One
 +
 +Never alone. . . The city streets are where we roam Never alone. . . This is 
 +Boston its our home Never alone. . . The city streets are where we roam Never 
 +alone. . . This is Boston its our home
 +
 +
 +==== Caught In a Jar ====
 +
 +Now there comes a day, in every man's life Where decisions have to be made: 
 +Whether to toil, Labor or just plain piss your days away, Away, Away!
 +
 +Got a funny feeling that my times are Caught in a jar.... Madness and Insanity ​
 +Have arrived.... Know to Christ and everyone Else my times are caught in a jar 
 +Satan'​s Grin is bearing down on me
 +
 +Up in the morn, here comes the day, God knows I hate it this way when I'm in a 
 +casket Life, fighting the wife, neglecting the kids, spending Time on rediculous ​
 +bids, the four walls Are closing in
 +
 +Got a funny feeling that my times are Caught in a jar.... Madness and Insanity ​
 +Have arrived.... Know to Christ and everyone Else my times are caught in a jar 
 +Satan'​s Grin is bearing down on me
 +
 +Still got a funny feeling that my times Are caught in a jar, madness and 
 +insanity Have arrived
 +
 +
 +==== Memories Remain ====
 +
 +Well we started shooting hoops now we're sipping Black and Tans From the park to 
 +the pub was the course we ran The times have changed but friends remain My heard 
 +and soul's with you Cause one things for sure I always swore I'd never turn my 
 +back to you
 +
 +Never turned our back stuck together thru and thru The times have changed but my 
 +heard and soul's with you Wouldn'​t turn your backs and you didn't walk away We'​d ​
 +never run we stand as one and this is what we say
 +
 +Times were tough but the memories remain Situation rough but we overcame Side by 
 +side one for all together we grew Cause when its said and done I'll look back On 
 +friends like you!
 +
 +When I was down and I was out and no one liked my games One too many fights and 
 +bloody nights for which I was to blame But you wouldn'​t turn you backs and you 
 +didn't walk away Cause We'd never run we stand as one until this very day
 +
 +Times were tough but the memories remain Situation rough but we overcame Side by 
 +side one for all together we grew Cause when its said and done I'll look back On 
 +friends like you! (x2)
 +
 +
 +==== Far Away Coast ====
 +
 +Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast For fear of an atmosphere poisened ​
 +deceased With a gas mask to keep me-from breathing my death It's American soil I 
 +hope for at best But the duty I serve can't begin to compare To my ancestors ​
 +battles and wars throught the years Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy 
 +shell I pray for my home but still sit here in hell
 +
 +Sail away to a place that's unkown taken away from my friends and my home to a 
 +place they call sacred a place I call hell I long for that corner I once knew so 
 +well
 +
 +Go to the grind it's all that I have Work on and on with nothing to show But a 
 +graying face in this dying place Thats a lock in my solitude I think of a place 
 +on a faraway coast Where friends are dear and there'​s reason to toast A cloudy ​
 +dark images of a Middle East land Comes down and wrecks my hopeful land
 +
 +Sail away to a place that's unkown taken away from my friends and my home to a 
 +place they call sacred a place I call hell I long for that corner I once knew so 
 +well
 +
 +
 +==== Fightstarter Kareoke ====
 +
 +Riot tonight everybody let’s go gonna start a fight but with who I don’t know 
 +(2x)
 +
 +Doesn’t take a big man to knock somebody down just a little courage to lift him 
 +off the ground
 +
 +This world is not what it seems these beer balls are ruining my dreams.
 +
 +Riot tonight everybody lets go gonna start a fight but with who I don’t konw 
 +(2x)
 +
 +Doesn’t take a big man to knock somebody down just a little courage to lift him 
 +off the ground
 +
 +Stabbed in the back one too many times to count, master of the sucker punch, ​
 +burned his bridges from the past. Beaten and attacked, but no one seems to give 
 +a shit, cause he had it coming you made your bed now sleep in it!
 +
 +This world is not what it seems these beer balls are ruining my dreams
 +
 +
 +==== Barroom Hero ====
 +
 +Face down in the gutter won’t admit defeat though his clothes are soiled and 
 +black, he’s a big, strong man with a childs mind, Don’t you take his booze away!
 +
 +He’s been at it for years drinkin’ balls and beer he’s a hero to most he meets 
 +but inside he cries black swollen eyes this man he sheds no tears Now his wife &​amp; ​
 +kids sing a different tune as they worry about their daddy dyin but this 
 +arrogant fool breaks every fule it’ll be nothing but pride that kills him
 +
 +Could he listen no he won’t that’s all she wrote he’ll be dead before the 
 +daylight shines but the thoughts and prayers of a millinon strong might keep 
 +this boy from dying
 +
 +He’s a legend in the bar with every scar fights a thousand bigger men, but now 
 +he fights and looses got all the bruises will someone please step in? Cause this 
 +Irish fools got a great big heart he keeps climbing back in to the ring In the 
 +low down circles where he holds his court this man he once was kind
 +
 +
 +==== 3rd Man In ====
 +
 +My friends, my town - camaraderie We'll never finish last We stood as one where 
 +are they now We grew up fast To young to know or really give a shit the past has 
 +left us worse for ware 
 +
 +Be strong and stand Stand up like a man Your concept of Friendship isn't right 
 +Third man in is how you show your care Nothing else matters but the fight!
 +
 +
 +==== Tenant Enemy #1 ====
 +
 +Well its always been about big Money for them, they'​re greedy and they Reek 
 +Soaring profits, big gains, The Cash Accumulation Gains is all these cowards ​
 +seek And they always find a way to kick out the needy
 +
 +Tenant Enemy Number One Tenant Enemy Number One
 +
 +Through excuses and blatant lies Is how they operate And by continuing a parade ​
 +of Deception the game just continues, How in the name of decency do They sleep?
 +
 +Tenant Enemy Number One Tenant Enemy Number One
 +
 +Just you better look out and Watch your backs...
 +
 +
 +==== Finnegan'​s Wake ====
 +
 +Tim Finnegan lived in Watling Street, A gentle Irishman - Mighty Odd - He'd a 
 +beautiful brogue So rich and sweet, to rise in the world He carried a hod, You 
 +see He'd sort of a Trippling way: with love for a liquor Poor Tim was born, to 
 +help him on with His work each day, He'd a drop of the Craythor every morn'
 +
 +One morning Tim was rather full, his head felt Heavy, which made him shake, fell 
 +from the Ladder and broke his skull, so they carried Him home, his corpse to 
 +wake, rolled Him up in a nice clean sheet, and laided Him upon the bed, A bottle ​
 +of Whiskey At his feet, and a gallon of Porter At his head
 +
 +And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your Partner, welt the floor, your trotters ​
 +shake Wasn't it the truth I told Ye Lots of fun at Finnegan'​s Wake
 +
 +His friends assembled at his wake And Missus Finnegan called for lunch First 
 +they brought in tea and cake Then pipes, tobacco and Whiskey Punch Biddy OBrien ​
 +begged to cry, such a Nice clean corpse did you see Arrah hold your gob see 
 +Paddy Magee
 +
 +And whack Fol-De-Dah now dance to your Partner, welt the floor, your trotters ​
 +shake Wasn't it the truth I told Ye Lots of fun at Finnegan'​s Wake
 +
 +Then O Connor took up the job "​Arrah!"​ Biddy says she Ye're wrong I'm Sure, 
 +Biddy then gave her a belt on The gob and left her sprawling on the Floor, there 
 +the war did soon engage Woman to Woman and Man to Man Shillelah-law was all the 
 +rage, an A Row and a Ruction soon began Mickey Maloney raised his head when a 
 +bottle Of Whiskey flew at him, it missed him falling on The Bed, the liquor ​
 +scattered over Tim, Tim Revives, see how he rises, Timothy rising from the bed 
 +Whirl your Whisky around like blazes Tonamondeal,​ do ye think I'm dead
 +
 +
 +==== Noble ====
 +
 +You grew up honest and straight, Always One of the guys The laughs, the brews, ​
 +good friends forever "​Drinking Camaraderie"​ But then one night you were taken 
 +from Us, gone forever lost Stolen away in an Ashmont Second And I'll never 
 +forget, the Cost
 +
 +He was a kid from the neighborhood Cut down in a brutal fight on A cold and 
 +lonely Ashmont night
 +
 +Coming up in a Turbulent Neighborhood,​ he Always stood upright When things would 
 +turn for the wrongful Doing, Rob went to the right But he was never given a 
 +chance to traverse Down life's path Now with all these put into Perspective, ​
 +Noble this one's for you Number One!
 +
 +He was a kid from the neighborhood Cut down in a brutal fight on A cold and 
 +lonely Ashmont night (x2)
 +
 +
 +==== Boys On The Dock ====
 +
 +Say hey johnny boy, the battle call United we stand, divided we fall Together we 
 +are what we can't be alone We came to this country you made it our home
 +
 +This man so humble, this man so brave A legend to many, he fought to his grave 
 +Saved family and friends from the hardship and horror In a land of depression he 
 +gave hope for tomorrow
 +
 +Say johnny boy this ones for you With the strength of many and the courage of 
 +few To what do we owe this man who's fight Was for the masses, he gave his life
 +
 +Say hey johnny boy, the battle call United we stand, divided we fall Together we 
 +are what we can't be alone We came to this country you made it our home
 +
 +A friend to the locals who dabbled in crime He'd give you a job and he'd give 
 +you his time He wasn't a crook but he couldn'​t be conned John knew the 
 +difference between right and wrong Say johnny me boy, you live hear no longer ​
 +Others forgotten, your memories stronger Lets drink to the causes in your life 
 +Your family, your friends, the union, your wife
 +
 +Say hey johnny boy, the battle call United we stand, divided we fall Together we 
 +are what we can't be alone We came to this country you made it our home
 +
 +And the boys on the docks needed john for sure When they came to this country he 
 +opened the door He said men I'll tell ya they don't like our kind Though it 
 +starts with a fist it must end with your mind
 +
 +Say hey johnny boy, the battle call United we stand, divided we fall Together we 
 +are what we can't be alone We came to this country you made it our home
 +
 +
 +==== Skinhead On the M.B.T.A. ====
 +
 +Now let me tell you a story of a big ole' skinhead On a tragic and fateful day 
 +He put 10 cents in his pocket kicked his wife and family And went to ride on the 
 +M.B.T.A
 +
 +Did he ever return, no he never returned and his fate is still unknown he may 
 +ride forever neath the Streets of Boston he's a skinhead who never returned
 +
 +Skinhead goes down to the Kendall Sq. Station and he changes For Jamaica Plain, ​
 +the conductor says skinhead I need a nickel, skinhead (punches him in the brain) ​
 +or (throws him right off the train.
 +
 +Did he ever return, no he never returned and his fate is still unknown he may 
 +ride forever neath the Streets of Boston he's a skinhead who never returned
 +
 +Now all night long skinhead drives through the station Wondering who can I go 
 +and see Can't afford to buy crack in Chelsea or a bundle in Roxbury
 +
 +Did he ever return, no he never returned and his fate is still unknown he may 
 +ride forever neath the Streets of Boston he's a skinhead who never returned
 +
 +Skinhead'​s wife goes to the Scully Square Station Everyday at quarter past two, 
 +and through the open window She hands skinhead a grenade as the train comes a 
 +rumbling through
 +
 +Did he ever return, no he never returned and his fate is still unknown he may 
 +ride forever neath the Streets of Boston he's a skinhead who never returned
 +
 +Now you citizens of Boston don't you think its a scandal How the skinhead stole 
 +the train What's the big fuckin'​ deal, he'll work for beer Let the skinhead ​
 +drive the train
 +
 +Did he ever return, no he never returned and his fate is still unknown he may 
 +ride forever neath the Streets of Boston he's a skinhead who never returned (x2)
 +
 +He's the skinhead who never returns (x2)
 +
 +==== 
 +John Law ====
 +
 +Now let me tell you about a man named John Law He's a neighborhood cop the 
 +toughest man I ever saw A man who knows his duty, a man with a gun To the people ​
 +in the neighborhood John Law is number one
 +
 +Freeze, we said Stop His name was John Law For John Law, Neighborhood cop A man 
 +we know and love
 +
 +When John Laws not kickin'​ Ass on robbers and rapist He's helpin little kids 
 +deliver newspapers When John Laws not chasin crackheads from their perch He'​s ​
 +helpin old ladies on their way to church
 +
 +He walks the Beat Riding scumbags from the streets He turns his eye to petty 
 +crime Cause John Law will never drop a dime
 +
 +Suburban Anarchists who've never broke the law Sing about police oppression, but 
 +they'​ve never met John Law He doesn'​t fuck with young kids drinking in the Park 
 +But he makes the city safe for women after dark
 +
 +
 +==== Regular Guy ====
 +
 +I've got two hands in my pocket and a pistol to my head as I walk the line in 
 +front of me there'​s no looking back. As I trudge the path of destiny my opinion ​
 +doesn'​t pay, I'm a blue collar simple mind who cannot find his way
 +
 +His Way (x3)
 +
 +Now my Mind set may vary but here I still lay Don't know how I got here or think 
 +I care to stay The past will be present if I dare to forget I've got two feet in 
 +the future but its not here yet
 +
 +Here Yet (x3)
 +
 +This life is here to stay, and you can't take my pride away I was born in to 
 +this life, and these are the cards I'm dealt
 +
 +I've got two hands in my pocket and a pistol to my head as I walk the line in 
 +front of me there'​s no looking back. As I trudge the path of destiny my opinion ​
 +doesn'​t pay, I'm a blue collar simple mind who cannot find his way
 +
 +His Way (x3)
 +
 +
 +==== Career Opportunities ====
 +
 +The offered me the office, offered me the shop. They said I'd better take 
 +anything they'd got. Do you wanna make tea at the BBC? Do you wanna be, do you 
 +really wanna be a cop? (no fuckin'​ way)
 +
 +Career opportunities are the ones that never knock Every job they offer you is 
 +to keep you out the dock Career opportunity,​ the ones that never knock
 +
 +I hate the army an' I hate the Cambridge Police. I don't wanna go fighting in 
 +the tropical heat I hate the civil service rules And I won't open letter bombs 
 +for you
 +
 +Career opportunities are the ones that never knock Every job they offer you is 
 +to keep you out the dock Career opportunity,​ the ones that never knock
 +
 +Oi Oi Oi, Carney Givens, Arthur McGilvrey, Bobby Linchsky (I sounded out the 
 +names)
 +
 +They'​re gonna have to introduce conscription. They'​re gonna have to take away my 
 +prescription. If they wanna get me making toys, If they wanna get me, well, I 
 +got no choice
 +
 +Career opportunities are the ones that never knock Every job they offer you is 
 +to keep you out the dock Career opportunity,​ the ones that never knock
 +
 +Careers, Careers, Careers...... Ain't never gonna knock
 +
 +
 +==== Take it or Leave it ====
 +
 +See it, do you believe it, you can take it, or leave it. Take you on a rockin ​
 +stroll, dig yourself a deeper hole. Lookin high but feelin low, pray to God to 
 +save your soul.
 +
 +Too fast livin on the edge don't wanna die before my time. But 12 beers later . 
 +. . I'm a terminator. Hey! Hey!
 +
 +
 +==== In The Streets Of Boston ====
 +
 +Got a bleak perspective,​ I'm a street wise man. Going nowhere with my life. 
 +Careening toward an early death, a streetwise man; On the corner every night
 +
 +So brace-for impact, brace-for impact, brace-for impact, why don't you brace the 
 +end is coming, no time for running.
 +
 +Dealing drugs to little kids, a streetwise man. Selling death and making cash. 
 +Pulling scams and moving bids, a streetwise man. Society has called my bluff 
 +tonight.
 +
 +So brace-for impact, brace-for impact, brace-for impact, why don't you brace the 
 +end is coming, no time for running.
 +
 +The end is coming, no time for running NOW!
 +
 +
 +==== Front Seat ====
 +
 +Some times I get so fired up I never feel like coming down. But your attitude ​
 +you have is tearing us apart. You constantly whine and moan, waxing passively. ​
 +I've got a solution for you today.
 +
 +We'll take the front seat mister and we're never gonna take the back, we'll take 
 +the front seat, mister liberal scum to the back.
 +
 +You come forward with an attitude forthright. But it's only temporary, feigned ​
 +and fucking tried. We have an ongoing war me and you, but I've got the answer ​
 +and I know what to do
 +
 +We'll take the front seat mister and we're never gonna take the back, we'll take 
 +the front seat, mister liberal scum to the back.
 +
 +Anger, Dischord, Pissed Off, Let's Tear This Place Apart!
 +
 +We'll take the front seat mister and we're never gonna take the back, we'll take 
 +the front seat, mister liberal scum to the back.
 +
 +
 +==== Denial ====
 +
 +In the face of all that's obvious I continue to wreck my life... So set in my 
 +ways it's impossible to do what's good... Smokin, jokin + boozin my time away 
 +Just livin for the pain + lies "​caught in denial"​..
 +
 +Look in the mirror to only see a liars face in front of me I've tried so hard to 
 +heed the warnings my heart is turning
 +
 +On with self slaught, the barfly gives in... once again the bottle is judge + 
 +jury He's caught in a struggle that calls for his life... so caught up in his 
 +own self destruction,​ "​caught in denial"​...
 +
 +Look in the mirror to only see a liars face in front of me I've tried so hard to 
 +heed the warnings my heart is turning
 +
 +I made my own bed I'll sit in the mess this poison booze lifestyle is a dear 
 +friend And I know it's a lie, but it's all that I have I'm going right for the 
 +end with total abandon....!
 +
 +Look in the mirror to only see a liars face in front of me I've tried so hard to 
 +heed the warnings my heart is turning
 +
 +It's real
 +
 +
 +==== Billy'​s Bones ====
 +
 +Billy ran around with the rare old crew. And he knew an arsenal from Tottenham ​
 +blue We'd be a darn sight better off if we knew where Billy'​s bones are resting ​
 +now Billy saw a copper and he hit him in the knee Took him down from six foot to 
 +five foot three Then he hit him fair and square in the do-re-me That copper ​
 +won't be having any family
 +
 +Hey Billy son where are you now, don't you know that we Need you now With 
 +aratata and the old kow-tow where are Billy'​s bones Resting now
 +
 +Billy went away with the peace keeping force 'cause he Liked a bloddy good fight 
 +of course Went away in an old khaki van to the banks of the river Jordan Billy 
 +saw the Arabs and he had'em on the run when he got'em In the range of his sub 
 +machine gun Then he got the Israelis in his sights, went ra-ta-ta And they ran 
 +like Shi-ites
 +
 +Hey Billy Son where are you now, One night Billy had a rare old time, laughing ​
 +and singing on The Lebanon line Came back to camp not looking too pretty never 
 +even got To see the Holy City
 +
 +Now Billy'​s out there in the desert sun and his mother cries When the morning ​
 +comes And there'​s mother'​s crying all over the world, for their poor Dead 
 +darling boys and girls Hey Billy son where are you now, Born on a Monday, ​
 +married on a Tuesday, Drunk on a Wednesday, got plugged on a Thursday, sick on a 
 +Friday, Died on a Saturday, buried on Sunday
 +
 +
 +==== Guns Of Brixton ====
 +
 +When they kick at your front door, How you gonna come? With your hands on your 
 +head, Or on the trigger of your gun. When the law break in, How you gonna go? 
 +Shot down on the pavement Or waiting on death row.
 +
 +You can crush us, You can bruise us, But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns 
 +of Brixton
 +
 +The money feels good, and your life you like it well..But surely your time will 
 +come, as in heaven, as in hell.
 +
 +You see, he feels like Ivan, Born under the Brixton sun. His game is called ​
 +survivin',​ At the end of the harder they come. You know it means no mercy. They 
 +caught him with a gun. No need for the Black Maria, Goodbye to the Brixton sun.
 +
 +You can crush us, You can bruise us, But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns 
 +of Brixton
 +
 +When they kick at your front door, How you gonna come? With your hands on your 
 +head, Or on the trigger of your gun.
 +
 +You can crush us, You can bruise us, You can even shoot us.....Oh-The Guns Of 
 +Brixton
 +
 +Shot down on the pavement, Waiting in death row. His game is called survivin', ​
 +As in heaven as in hell
 +
 +You can crush us, You can bruise us, But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns 
 +of Brixton
 +
 +Oh, The Guns Of Brixton (x4)
 +
 +
 +==== On The Attack ====
 +
 +The scene often changes, the kids come and go but history'​s for sure and this 
 +much I know. the root of tough music for america'​s youth was old school ​
 +hardcore, you know it's the truth!
 +
 +This is my world, wolfpack, last rights. The kids will have their say another ​
 +wasted night.
 +
 +There'​s many forms of music, and they all play a part, as long as the meaning ​
 +comes straight from the heart. So open you eyes and please use your brain, ​
 +'cause Punk, Oi!, and Hardcore, are one in the same
 +
 +This is my world, wolfpack, last rights. The kids will have their say another ​
 +wasted night.
 +
 +Because today we carry on, and the numbers have grown, A social movement that we 
 +call our own. So Let's stick together with our friends at our backs, because the 
 +climate is changing, We're on the ATTACK!
 +
 +This is my world, wolfpack, last rights. The kids will have their say another ​
 +wasted night.
 +
 +
 +==== Watch Your Back (Cock Sparer) ====
 +
 +Everybody'​s talking about revolution, Everybody'​s talking about smash the state. ​
 +Sounds to me like the final solution. Left wing, right wing, full of hate.
 +
 +We don't wanna fight, because you tell us to. So watch your back when you attack ​
 +', Coz we might just turn on you.
 +
 +Things get worse with every hour, the future fades into the past. All they want 
 +is total power, climbing on the backs of the working class. We don't wanna be 
 +part of no new religion, we don't wanna be part of a political dream. We just 
 +wanna get on living our lives.
 +
 +We don't wanna fight, because you tell us to. So watch your back when you attack ​
 +', Coz we might just turn on you.
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