My friends, my town, comraderie
We'll never finish last
We
Face down in the gutter,
won't admit defeat though his clothes
(Dedicated to the memory of John Kelly)
[Chorus]
Say hey Johnny Boy
Now there comes a time
in every man's life
where decisions
have
to be
The once steel tough fabric of a Union man Was
Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast
For fear
Riot tonight everybody let's go!
Gonna start a fight but
Tim Finnegan lived in watling street,
A gentle irishman -- mighty
I went North to see the Stiff Little Fingers play
The
well we started shooting hoops
now were sipping black and tans
from
You say its becasue we're boisterous
You hate us cause we
You grew up honest and straight.
Always one of the
Now I saw a man stand up one day and
now let me tell you a story of a big
Well its always been about big Money for them, they're
