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Dropkick Murphys Live on a Five 5″ Vinyl Released Summer 2000 Available on 5″ Vinyl Released on Headache Records |
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Pipebomb on Lansdowne
Lyrics / Music: Dropkick Murphys (Casey, Barton, Kelly)
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:
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)
Never Alone
Lyrics: Casey, Music: Barton
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
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 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
chorus:
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
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