Dropkick Murphys "Do or Die" CD/LP (1998) Hellcat Records.
CANDENCE TO ARMS
(Instrumental)
DO OR DIE
Was sold and bartered away
Fed to money wolves in the Reagan years,
Caught a drift in greedy nintetie's days
So inside this song is our rally cry
(Estribillo)
Your dreams are in danger, and 'We must rise'
Our time has come, we are under the gun - 'It’s do or die'
It's not a rebel cry or some socialist scheme
To push for human rights
Just the facts and obvious mentioned
On the behalf of the working man
For his family and his livelihood
(Estribillo)
The once steel tough fabric of the union man
Was sold and bartered away
Fed to money wolves in the Reagan years,
Caught a drift in greedy nintetie's days
GET UP
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
(Estribillo)
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
(Estribillo)
Why don't you get up and get out ...
NEVER ALONE
You hate us cause we got our dignity
There's a difference between the two of us
It's the sense of morality and what corrupts
We stand together so proud and strong
This is the 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 no drugs on our streets
Just a place to go and the boots on our feet
Young Skinhead they call you a hooligan
Just because you don't make any sense to them
You're a hard workin' man who's paid his dues
But they still call you racist on the evening news
And the blood that runs right down your wrist
Doesn'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 your life in no baggy disguise
(Estribillo x2)
Never alone - The city streets are where we roam
Never alone - This is Boston, it's our home
Don't need no gang to watch my ass
Just loyal friendship and a pint of Bass
In the midst of this chaos and insanity
I'm the member of a Working Class society
We'll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets
But our will and spirit can never be beat
You can shoot and you can kick but together we'll stick
Thru thick and thin not stick nor stone
Can break the bond that has here grown
Arm and arm we fight as one
(Estribillo)
CAUGHT IN A JAR
Where decisions have to be made:
Whether to toil, labor, or just plain piss your days away
Away, away ...
(Estribillo)
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 ridiculous bids
The four walls are closing in ...
(Estribillo)
Still got a funny feeling that my times are caught in a jar
Madness and insanity have arrived ...
MEMORIES TO REMAIN
From the park to the pub was the course we ran
The times have changed but friends remain
My heart and soul's with you
Cause one thing's for sure, I always swore
I'd never turn my back on you
Never turned our back, stuck together thru and thru
THe times have changed but my heart 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 ...
(Estribillo)
Times were tough - But the memories remain
Situations rough - But we overcame
Side by side - One for all, together we grew
Cause when it's 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 your backs and you didn't walk away
Cause we'd never run, we stand as one until this very day
Never turned our back, stuck together thru and thru
The times have changed but my heart and soul's with you
Wouldn't turn your backs and you didn't walk away
We'd never run, we stand as one until this very day
Like you (X2)
ROAD OF THE RIGHTEOUS
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
(Estribillo)
I've seen a few men go - The road of the Righteous
And just 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 their 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
(Estribillo)
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
(Estribillo)
... Go their blessed way
FAR AWAY COAST
Here in the trenches the fist of the beast
For fear of an atmosphere poisoned 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 through the years
Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell
I pray for my home but still sit here in hell
(Estribillo)
Sail away to a place that's unknown
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
That's a lock in my solitude
I think of a place on a far away coast
Where friends are so dear and there's reason to toast
A cloudy dark image of a Middle East land
Comes down and wrecks my hopeful thoughts
(Estribillo)
Here in the trenches the fist of the beast
For fear of an atmosphere poisoned 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 through the years
Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell
I pray for my home but still sit here in hell
FIGHTSTARTER KARAOKE
Gonna start a fight but with who I don't fuckin' know
(Estribillo)
It 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, let's go!
Gonna start a fight but with who I don't fuckin' know
(Estribillo)
This world is not what it seems
These beer balls are ruining my dreams
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
(Estribillo)
This world is not what it seems
These beer balls are ruining my dreams
BARROOM HEROE
Face down in the gutter, won't admit defeat
Though his clothes are soiled and black
He's a big strong man with a child's mind
Don't you take his booze away ...
He's been at it for years, drinkin' balls and beers
He's a hero to most he meets
But inside he cries black swollen eyes
This man he sheds no tears
Now his wife and kids sing a different tune
As they worry 'bout their daddy dying
But this arrogant fool breaks every rule
It'll be nothing but pride that kills him
(Estribillo)
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 million strong
Might keep this fool from dying
He's a legend in the bar with every scar
Fights a thousand bigger men
Now he fights and loses, got all the bruises
Will someone please step in
Cause this Irish fool's got a great big heart
He keeps climbing back into the ring
In the lowdown circles where he holds his court
This man he once was king
(Estribillo)
He's a legend in the bar with every scar
Fights a thousand bigger men
Now he fights and loses, got all the bruises
Will someone please step in
Cause this Irish fool's got a great big heart
He keeps climbing back into the ring
In the lowdown circles where he holds his court
This man he once was king
(Estribillo)
3RD MAN IN
We stood as one, where are they now
We grew up fast, too young to know or really give a shit
The past has left us worse for wear
(Estribillo)
Be strong and stand, stand up like a man
Your concept of friendship isn't right
Third man in is how you show you care
Nothing else matters but the fight
Some will survive, I hope I'm one of them
Things aren't what they used to be
It makes me sick, our bond has broke and things aren't what they were
It's time to face life on my own
(Estribillo)
TENANT ENEMY #1
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
(Estribillo)
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?
(Estribillo)
Just you better look out and watch your backs ...
(Estribillo)
FINNEGAN’S WAKE (Canción tradicional versionada)
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 tippling way
With a love for a liquor poor Tim was born
To help him on with his work every day,
He'd a drop of the Craythur 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 laid him out upon the bed
A bottle of whisky at his feet
And a gallon of Porter at his head
(Estribillo)
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 tay and cake
Then pipes, tobacco and whisky punch
Biddy o'Brian began to cry
Such a nice clean corpse did you see?
Tim Avourneen, why did you die
Arrah hold your gob see Paddy Magee
(Estribillo)
Then Peggy 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
Then the war did soon engage
Woman to woman and man to man
Shillelah-law was all the rage
And a row and a ruction soon began
Micky Maloney raised his head
When a bottle of whisky flew at him
It missed him fallin' 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?!'
(Estribillo)
NOBLE
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
(Estribillo)
He was a kid from the neighborhoood
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 things put into perspective - Noble this one's for you!
(Estribillo)
Never forget the great person you were - The pain and loss still burn
So much you had, but never realized - It never came your turn
Noble - He was a kid from the neighborhood ... (3x)
... Cut down in a brutal fight on a cold and lonely Ashmont night
BOYS ON THE DOCKS
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's so humble, this man's 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 me boy this one's for you
With the strength of many and the courage of a few
To what do we owe this man who's fight
Was for the masses he gave his life
(Estribillo)
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 Boy, you live no longer
Others forgotten, your memories stronger
Let's drink to the causes in your life
Your family, your friends, the union, your wife
(Estribillo)
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 your fist, it must end with your mind'
SKINHEAD ON MBTA
Now let me tell you a story 'bout a big ole' Skinhead
On a tragic and fateful day
He put 10 cents in his pocket, his wife and family
And went to ride on the MBTA
(Estribillo)
Did he ever return - No, he never returned
And his fate is still unknown - Oi!, Oi!, Oi!
He may ride forever neath the streets of Boston
He's the Skinhead who never returned
Skinhead goes down to the Kendall Square Station
And he changes for Jamaice plain
The conductor says, 'Skinhead, I need a nickel'
Skinhead punches him in the face
(Estribillo)
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
(Estribillo)
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 rumbling through
(Estribillo)
Now you citizens of Boston, don't you think it's a scandal
How Skinhead stole that train
What's the big deal, he'll work for beer
Let the Skinhead drive the train
(Estribillo)
... He's the Skinhead who never returns (3x)
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