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Dropkick Murphys - The Gang's All Here
Автор: Rancid
Опубликовано: 17.11.2005 18:42
- 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 rulesShake the hand that shook the world Shoe-shine boy to champion, hed 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
Its Friday night and the streets 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!Everybodys running out, bodies hit the ground, Youd better take cover its a pipebomb on Lansdowne street Theres no room for dancing on your precious floors, ‘Cause youve got to save space for the jocks and whores You say that our shows are for violent thugs, But were not the ones on designer drugs Its not a bunch of little kids were out to harm and maim, so maim So make sure the night you hurl the pipe theres no baseball game Look for flyers, check the Phoenix, are there any decent shows, If Keith Bennett isnt 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 fineIm living with a perfect stranger, is there anybody home? Im living with a perfect stranger, but I find myself alone Well Im still working to make life better, though Ive fallen from Gods grace Im standing still in a shattered mirror, staring at somebody elses face Just when things are back on track, I sabotage myself These are all certain telltale signs of my decaying mental health Nobodys 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 doesnt exist in 1999Whos gonna save us from this lonely picket line, 10 years of service but Im still not worth your time And Ive seen men give their lives, and heard the stories that they tell Of how they labored for this company which sold its soul to hell Times may be changing but Ill 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 youll know our pain too well Whos gonna save us from this lonely picket line, 10 years of service but Im still not worth your time And Ive seen men give their lives, and heard the stories that they tell Of how they labored for this company which sold its 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 Id be a handful from the start, This strong willed woman had an angels heart The holes in these wings dont allow me to fly So youd better brace for a life of pain, And if fate is the path to this better life Somehow I feel youll never see the faces changeThrough 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 wasnt ready to lose But if the tables were turned and I faced the troubles, Tough times and struggles I put you through Id of been there as you were through hardship and horror My life and my love are pledged to you Remember the nights she waited and wondered, fused to a myth that it had taken its 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 Ill honor and obey, Forever stay. True to you, my Irish rose - Devils Brigade
Youve got no one to defend you, youre out on your own Still fighting on the corner, you can never go home In this world of temptation, in this city of sin Theres nothing that can save you, but a strength from withinChorus: Because theyll do it again, theyve done it before, The Devils Brigade Headed down a dead end road with the Devils Brigade Youre being led astray The crew will not rest until your lifes in the piss Stop and think of youre future, the chances youll miss Looking back on a resume of corruption and crime Cause you wasted your youth, taken down in your prime Dying to belong though its 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 Ive watched you go and seen you pass, I always knew it wouldnt last Together now we mourn the loss, and remember all the fun Well 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 timeSo 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 theyll 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 How many times can fate be changed, The dice be rolled is there no path of least resistance, For the bold (Its never sought and rarely taken) - Homeward Bound
Ive 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 bookmakers clerk on the rowdy racing circuit Known as Tom Sharkeys 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 Ive traveled over seas, seen forks in the road From Raven to the pubs near Cunard Pier But the things werent the same, as the place where I became, A man in this town I call my home. - Going Strong
Theres a brand new century about to begin And the kids of the 90s 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 scenes alive with a new generation of American kidsWe work hard now lets enjoy the fruits of what weve done, Tomorrow may never come The kids on the street will have their say now Because! Weve had enough of these negative comparisons It’s 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 scenes alive with a new generation of American kids. - Fighting 69th
Come all you gallant heroes, And along with me combined Ill sing a song, it wont take long, Of the Fighting Sixty Ninth Theyre a band of men brave, stout and bold, From Ireland they came And they have a leader to the fold, And Cocoran was his nameIt 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 Chorus: So we gave them a hearty cheer, me boys, It was greeted with a smile Singing heres to the boys who feared no noise, Were 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 Well take them in our arms, me boys, For a long night and a day And well hope that war will come no more, To sweet America So farewell unto you dear New York, Will I ever 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 heres to the stars and stripes, me boys, And to Irelands lovely shore And heres to Murphy and Devine, Of honor 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 - 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 knownChorus: Down and out, I scream and I shout. For this man from whom I need my advice If the price is your life son, youd better think twice as you march to the front like a soldier So youd think Id aspire for greatness, hell-Bent to make a name on my own Genetically programmed for the Wheel of Misfortune, Im an heir to an unwanted throne Chorus: Now theyve 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 youd 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 well know Cut your teeth and now its 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 thats headed out of town Or stick around and just relive your past Youre always running out of wind and you keep saying its the end Youre always hoping that youll 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 Im 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 Gangs All Here
Well the devils nipping at your heels and this time its 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 graveSinging Hail, Hail, the Gangs All Here. Leave your worries at the door boy, theyre not going anywhere Hail, hail the gangs all here When the going gets tough, I know my friends will still be there Well youre walking down the road and the wind is in your face Youre down and out and the unemployment lines 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 Pick your heart up off the ground though Im sure it weights a ton Youre no better or no worse than any mothers son Though youre up against all odds and youre backed against the wall You recall the cheer, «The Gangs All Here» and shout!
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