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
chorus: 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
chorus: 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
chorus: 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
- Music: Barton, Lyrics: Casey, McColgan -
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
chorus: "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
chorus: "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
- Lyrics: Casey, Music: Barton -
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
Chorus: 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
chorus: 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
chorus: 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
- Lyrics: McColgan, Barton -
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!
chorus: 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
chorus: 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
- Lyrics: Casey, Music: Barton, Kelly -
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
chorus: 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
chorus: 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!
Road Of The Righteous
- Lyrics: McColgan, Music: Barton -
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
chorus: 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
chorus: 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"
Far Away Coast
- Music: Barton, Lyrics: Casey, McColgan -
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
chorus: 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
chorus: 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 Karaoke
- Music: Barton, Lyrics: Casey, McColgan -
Riot tonight everybody let's go gonna start a fight but with who I don't know (2x)
chorus: 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)
chours: 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
3rd Man In
- Music: Barton, Lyrics: Casey -
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
- Lyrics: McColgan, Music: Dropkick Murphy's -
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
chorus: 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?
chorus: Tenant Enemy Number One Tenant Enemy Number One
Just you better look out and Watch your backs...
Noble
- Lyrics: McColgan - Music: Dropkick Murphy's -
Dedicated to the memory of Rob 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
chorus: 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: He was a kid from the neighborhood Cut down in a brutal fight on A cold and lonely Ashmont night
He was a kid from the neighborhood Cut down in a brutal fight on A cold and lonely Ashmont night
Boys On The Dock
- Lyrics: Casey, Music: Barton -
"Dedicated to the memory of John Kelly”
Chorus: 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: 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
Chorus: 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
Skinhead On the M.B.T.A.
- Trad' - J. Steiner, B. Hawes - Murphys' Version - Casey, Barton -
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
chorus: 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.
chorus: 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
chorus: 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
chorus: 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
chorus: 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
chorus: 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
He's the skinhead who never returns He's the skinhead who never returns
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
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
Chorus: Everybody's running out, bodies hit the ground, you'd better take cover It's a pipebomb on lansdowne street
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.
(The problem with the world today is that nobody can take a joke anymore)
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
Chorus: I'm living with a perfect stranger, is there anybody home? I'm living with a perfect stranger, but I find myself alone
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
- Lyrics: Casey, Music: Barton -
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
Chorus: 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.
Chorus: 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