Going Out in Style
Dropkick Murphys
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Hang ’em High
03 : 59
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Going Out in Style
04 : 08
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The Hardest Mile
03 : 26
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Cruel
04 : 21
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Memorial Day
02 : 59
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Climbing a Chair to Bed
02 : 59
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Broken Hymns
05 : 03
8
Deeds Not Words
03 : 41
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Take ’em Down
02 : 11
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Sunday Hardcore Matinee
02 : 43
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1953
04 : 14
12
Peg o’ My Heart
02 : 20
13
The Irish Rover
03 : 39
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Track Lyrics
Hang ’em High Lyrics
6 ContributorsHang ’Em High LyricsWe waited together for the cowards to come
Outgunned and outnumbered but we wouldn’t run
No mercy, no quarter
They’ll pay for their sins
Now lower the cannons the battle begins
We waited together for the cowards to come
Outgunned and outnumbered but we wouldn’t run
No mercy, no quarter
They’ll pay for their sins
Now lower the cannons the battle begins
We weighed anchor in anger, set sail for revenge
Hoisted the canvas turned her into the wind
We’ll hang ‘em high for justice and the whole world will see
Now off with their heads boys and bring ‘em to me
We waited together for the cowards to come
Outgunned and outnumbered but we wouldn’t run
No mercy, no quarter
They’ll pay for their sins
Now lower the cannons the battle begins
We’ll rattle the sabers for the tyrants’ demise
Feed half to sharks and the rest to the flies
An honorable death for you would be too nice
I’d like to savor the moment and kill you twice
We waited together for the cowards to come
Outgunned and outnumbered but we wouldn’t run
No mercy, no quarter
They’ll pay for their sins
Now lower the cannons the battle begins
The battle begins
Going Out in Style Lyrics
[Intro]
I've seen a lot of sights and traveled many miles
Shook a thousand hands and seen my share of smiles
I've caused some great concern and told one too many lies
And now I see the world through these sad, old, jaded eyes
[Verse 1]
So what if I threw a party and all my friends were there?
Acquaintances, relatives, the girls who never cared
You'll have a host of rowdy hooligans in a big line out the door
Side by side with sister barbara, Chief Wells and Bobby Orr
I'd invite the Flannigans
Replace the window you smashed out
I'd apologize to sluggo for pissing on his couch
I'll see Mrs. McAuliffe and so many others soon
Then I'll say I'm sorry for what I did sleepwalking in her room
[Verse 2]
So what if I threw a party and invited Mayor Menino?
He'd tell you to get a permit
Well this time, Tom, I don't think so
It's a neighborhood reunion
But now we'd get along
Van Morrison would be there and he'd sang me one last song
With a backup band of bass players to keep us up all night
Three handsome four string troubadours and Newton's own Fat Mike
I'll be in the can having a smoke with Garv and Johnny Fitz
But there's a backup in the bathroom cause The Badger's got the shits
[Chorus]
You may bury me with an enemy in Mount Calvary
You can stack me on a pyre and soak me down with whiskey
Roast me to a blackened crisp and throw me in a pile
I couldn't really give a shit; I'm going out in style
You can take my urn to Fenway spread my ashes all about
Or you can bring me down to Wolly Beach and dump the sucker out
Burn me to a rotten crisp and toast me for a while
I couldn't really give a shit; I'm going out in style
[Verse 3]
Make me up dress me up, feed me a big old shot
Of embalming fluid highballs so i don't start to rot
Now take me to McGreevy's, i wanna buy one final round
That cheap prick would peel an orange in his pocket
Then hurry up and suck 'em down
[Bridge]
If there's a god the girls you loved will all come walking through the door
Maybe they'll feel bad for me and this stiff will finally score
You've got the bed already
And nerve and courage too
Cause i've been slugging from a stash of desi queally's 1980s bathtub brew
[Chorus]
You may bury me with an enemy in Mount Calvary
You can stack me on a pyre and soak me down with whiskey
Roast me to a blackened crisp and throw me in a pile
I couldn't really give a shit; I'm going out in style
You can take my urn to Fenway spread my ashes all about
Or you can bring me down to Wolly Beach and dump the sucker out
Burn me to a rotten crisp and toast me for a while
I couldn't really give a shit; I'm going out in style
[Chorus Refrain]
You may bury me with an enemy in Mount Calvary
You can stack me on a pyre and soak me down with whiskey
Roast me to a blackened crisp and throw me in a pile
I couldn't really give a shit; I'm going out in style
You can take my urn to Fenway spread my ashes all about
Or you can bring me down to Wolly Beach and dump the sucker out
Burn me to a rotten crisp and toast me for a while
I couldn't really give a shit; I'm going out in style
You may bury me with an enemy in Mount Calvary
You can stack me on a pyre and soak me down with whiskey
Roast me to a blackened crisp and throw me in a pile
I couldn't really give a shit; I'm going out in style
You can take my urn to Fenway spread my ashes all about
Or you can bring me down to Wolly Beach and dump the sucker out
Burn me to a rotten crisp and toast me for a while
I couldn't really give a shit; I'm going out in style
You may bury me with an enemy in Mount Calvary
You can stack me on a pyre and soak me down with whiskey
Roast me to a blackened crisp and throw me in a pile
I couldn't really give a shit; I'm going out in style
You can take my urn to Fenway spread my ashes all about
Or you can bring me down to Wolly Beach and dump the sucker out
Burn me to a rotten crisp and toast me for a while
I couldn't really give a shit; I'm going out in style
[Outro]
Spread my ashes all about!
Dump the sucker out!
Toast me for a while!
I'm going out in style!
Sunday Hardcore Matinee Lyrics
5 ContributorsSunday Hardcore Matinee LyricsFifteen kids in a pickup truck your Chucks, a case of beer
Pack of Luckys, jeans rolled up your one way out of here
Heard them on a compilation we traded in the mail
Been waiting such a long time tonight we cannot fail
On the way to a matinee a Sunday hardcore show
They played it loud, they played it fast most folks don't want to know
Dancing hard, skank and slam the action never ends
Stagedive, kick, jump and flip pig pile on all your friends
We had each other
Things are different today
We've still got each other and the glory never fades away
The glory never fades away
If you didn't get the flier then you weren't in the know
GBH, Agnostic Front see you at the show
Time to hit mom's pocket book four bucks you're in the door
Minor Threat, the Bad Brains who could ask for more?
The last band has played the show is done the kids have all gone home
Your ears ring, your body aches you're once again alone
Beaten, bruised and bloodied never made us turn away
Next weekend they'll be more great bands at the Sunday matinee
We had each other
Things are different today
We've still got each other and the glory never fades away
The glory never fades away
And the glory never fades away
The glory never fades away
We had each other
Things are different today
We've still got each other and the glory never fades away
We had each other
Things are different today
We've still got each other and the glory never fades away
The glory never fades away
Stagedive, kick, jump and flip pig pile on all your friends
Peg o’ My Heart Lyrics
[Bruce Springsteen]
Peg o' my heart, oh your glances
Make my heart sing how's chances
Come be my own
Come make your home in my heart
Peg o' my heart I love you
We'll never never part I love you
I always knew it would be you
Peg o' my heart
Since I heard your lilting laughter
It's your Irish heart I'm after
It's your Irish heart I'm after
Peg o' my heart
[Bruce Springsteen]
Peg o' my heart I love you
Don't let us part I love you
I always knew it would be you
Peg o' my heart
Since I heard your lilting laughter
It's your Irish heart I'm after
It's your Irish heart I'm after
Peg o' my heart
Since I heard your lilting laughter
It's your Irish heart I'm after
It's your Irish heart I'm after
Peg o' my heart
Peg o' my heart
Peg o' my heart
Peg o' my heart
Peg o' my heart