1. Roll Call
2. Blood And Whiskey
3. Pipebomb On Lansdowne
4. Perfect Stranger
5. 10 Years Of Service
6. Upstarts And Broken Hearts
7. Devil's Brigade
8. Curse Of A Fallen Soul
9. Homeward Bound
10. Going Strong
11. The Fighting 69th (Traditional)
12. Boston Asphalt
13. Wheel Of Misfortune
14. The Only Road
15. Amazing Grace (Traditional)
16. The Gang's All Here
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 foldlore, 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 opponent's life Shake
the hand that shook the world For Blood and Whiskey with a bareknuckled
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 bomb's gonna blow and I think you know why!
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 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)
Perfect Stranger
Schizophrenic nightmares sending shivers down my
spine I may be a little twisted, but I swear that my life is fine 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 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
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 familys such as mine. Because if history repeats
itself and time will surely tell. What goes aroundƯ 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
Devil's Brigade
You've got no one to defent 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 Devil's Brigade Headed down a dead end road with the Devil's 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 Devil's Brigade Headed down a dead end road with the Devil's 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 ofr 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
ofr 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 ofr 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 ofr 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 Ravena to the pubs near Cunard Pier But the things
were'nt 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 payin' 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 newbreed of kids. Brought together by a movement and a sense
of tradtition 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!
The Fighting 69th (Traditional)
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 Amerikay 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 plus 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
Cowboy's and coppers verse injuns and robbers,
take a guess for which side I was prone Manical 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 cal 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 (Traditional)
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 throught 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.