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Do or Die Released January 1998 |
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Do or Die
Music: Barton, Lyrics: McColgan
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
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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
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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
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“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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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)
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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 dream
Barroom Hero
Music: Barton, Lyrics: Casey
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 & 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 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 loses 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
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Verse 2
Chorus 2X
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 wear.
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 Murphys
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?
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Just you better look out and Watch your backs…
Finnegan’s Wake
Traditional, arranged by Dropkick Murphys
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
chorus: 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
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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
Lyrics: McColgan – Music: Dropkick Murphys
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!
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
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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
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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
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Skinhead On the M.B.T.A.
Traditional: arrangement Dropkick Murphys
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).
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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
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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
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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
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He’s the skinhead who never returns 2X