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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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