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Black 47 - Five Points lyrics
D'ya remember back in the Five Points When the fire was in the air And the streets were hot as the hob of hell And the bodies was everywhere Then ould Johnny jumped up on a burnin' plank He roared out to the sky "I didn't come here to America To give up the ghost and die" I didn't come here to America Across the ragin' foam To die like a slave in a pigsty I came here to find a home Where I could live with dignity And hold me head up high So don't go messin' with me or me family Or I'll blow these Five Points to the sky Them soldier boys are runnin' wild Down by the Gates of Hell I must get to St. Patrick's To ring the warnin' bell I won't join their bloody army Sooner burn down Kerosene Row So to hell with your kings and your presidents Let them fight their own bloody wars-oh Don't say you love me Unless you really do I haven't got time to be wastin' on the likes of you Don't say you'll sleep with me Unless you'll follow through Them bully boys are closin' in They'll be crackin' heads for the price of gin But they better look out 'cause - here come the Boys in Green D'ya remember back in the Five Points When the fire was in the air And the streets were hot as the hob of hell And the bodies was everywhere And ould Johnny stood up on a burnin' plank And he roared out to the sky I didn't come here to America To give up the ghost and die I didn't come here to America Across the ragin' foam To die like a slave in a pigsty I came here to find a home Where I could live with dignity And hold me head up high So don't go messin' with me or me family Or I'll blow these Five Points to the sky |
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