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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 ninety'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 the once steel tough fabric of the union man was sold and bartered away fed to money wolves in the reagan years, caught adrift in greedy nineties days 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 "why don't you get up and get out!" (3x) you say its because 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 don't 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 don't 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 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 ridiculous bids, the four walls are closing in! still got a funny feeling that my times are caught in a jar, madness and insanity have arrived 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 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 travelled "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-fally 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 now i say 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 here in the trenches the fist of the beast for fear of an atmosphere poisoned 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 throughout 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 unknown 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 that's 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 riot tonight everybody let's go gonna start a fight but with who i don't fucking 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 fucking know (2x) 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 face down in the gutter won't admit defeat though his clothes are soiled and black he's a big, strong man with a child's 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 & kids sing a different tune as they worry about their daddy dyin' but this arrogant fool breaks every rule it'll be nothing but pride that kills him chorus 2x 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 million 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 king chorus2x verse 2 chorus 2x 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! 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? just you better look out and watch your backs... 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 the 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 sheat, and laid 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 tay and cake then pipes, tobacco and whiskey punch biddy o'brien begged to cry, such a nice clean corpse did you see arrah hold your gob see paddy magee 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 whickey 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 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! chorus:2x 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 (chorus) 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 memory's stronger lets drink to the causes in your life your family, your friends, the union, your wife (chorus) 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 (chorus) 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) 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 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 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 fucking train chorus:2x he's the skinhead who never returns 2x |
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