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Drinking a Familiar ale
As I listen to a tale
Of a friendship that was won and lost
A long time ago
And I just can't pretend
That it doesn't hurt at all
You'll never see the Day
That I walk away
I'll never turn my back on you
No fear good friends
Brothers till the end
That's what we said so long ago
No fear good friends
Brothers till the end
Means more to me than you will ever know
Do you ever think back
To the nights we swore it would last
You turned your back you lost your way
Forever that's what we said
Those dreams we had some are coming true
But I've done it all in spite of you
Till the end that's what we said
But where are you now
No fear good friends
Brothers till the end
That's what we said so long ago
No fear good friends
Brothers till the end
Means more to me than you will ever know
Call it fate call it what you like
But you stole away like a thief in the night
Once I called you my brother
And I just can't forgive
I blame you for the damage done
I never thought you'd turn and run
As though you never knew me
And you never will again
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The time has come, come to make a choice
Forgotten by our government I thought it was my voice
As the truth starts to become apparent
You know it was lies the politicians talent
Tats, beer, music our world wide bond
In a white collar world they sing a different song
When you meet in the street remember walk proud
You made your country strong the system let us down
How many times listen to faces full of lies
How Many times going to stand alone not even try
It's only time before I hit you right between the eyes
Can't waste my time its my life until I die
The reward you get for your aches and pains
Is a weekly insult no chance for gains
For years you're stuck
Between dealers and homeless
The Man in the middle always doing his best
Are you still proud of who and what you are
You can bet your sweet ass the boss likes his new car
We go our way and they go theirs
Then greed takes over and who the fuck cares
How many times listen to faces full of lies
How Many times going to stand alone not even try
It's only time before I hit you right between the eyes
Can't waste my time its my life until I die
The money makers in their pressed wool suits
I got sweat on my face and dirt on my boots
When you're handing me my last paycheck
With a smile on your face cause your a lying prick
The companies going south and are you going with it
The bank wants my house and everything in it
Seen it in others eyes like a failure left alone
You're a working class hero from the day you were born
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You got a grip on the American Dream
Your hands are empty but that's not what you see
Your pockets are empty and the landlords here
You spent your money on piss warm beer
To be someone and make the rules
To hold the cards and throw down your tools
To wash your hands clean and tuck in your shirt
It's the American Dream it shouldn't have to hurt
You got a job and that's what pays your way
Got a family that's what makes you stay
The mouths are fed, the roof don't leak
You pat them on the head and kiss them on the cheek
But you forgot their faces and the place you got
Spend time thinking about what you haven't got
Slaving every day but your hearts somewhere else
Trying to figure out where you lost yourself
You never thought the dream would be so hard
Thought you'd have the house with the pool in the yard
The boss would give you just what you earned
You'd count the blessings and the pay you earned
But you punch in at 7 and out at 5
The boss doesn't even know that you're alive
You do your work and make your way home
But just look around you're not so alone
Can't you see you're just a working man
You'll never have more than you hold in your hand
Yo.u work all your life for someone else
You only have your family and yourself
The working man, he's the only one
With a legacy of pride in the work he's done
Sweat and tears for the family that he loves
His pride and his family will always be enough
Cant you see that I'm a working man
And we're all just working men
Raise your glass to the working man alright
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Hanging on the corner living on borrowed time
Taking my chances stepping out over the line
Always trying to tell me
You're coming to the end of the line
One day you'll push your luck too far
You're living on borrowed time
Living on borrowed time
Every day fighting for what's mine
Living life one foot over the line
Living on borrowed time
Don't talk about the future I might never see the day
I don't wanna be trapped here no I don't wanna stay
It's this life that I want more of that's what I got to say
Its up to you, you can come along or get the hell out of the way
Living on borrowed time
Every day fighting for what's mine
Living life one foot over the line
Living on borrowed time
Got reasons I should stay here and reasons I should go
If you try to push me there's one thing you should know
There's a man standing right in front of you with a fire in his eyes
And if you try to push him well I wouldn't even try
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Iron Chin
He won't give in
He likes to fight
He knows he's right
Fight fight fight fight
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Another night in the city
Something's in the air
You feel it down in your column
Something you can't deter
Maybe its just a feeling
Something you can't shake
Whether it comes tonight or not
It'll get you make no mistake
It could come on a Wednesday evening
Or maybe on a Friday night
No sound no time no warning
No place to run and hide
Maybe its just a feeling
You can't stop the tide
You might be in fates crosshairs
Luck keeps you alive
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Kids standing in the streets
Angry faces and weapons on their feet
Broken step broken bottles on the ground
Tension's thick you can feel it all around
A bottle flies someone falls to the ground
There's a pool of blood and there's fighting all around
Blood runs hot and no one asks why
Runs like the respect that they always get denied
Dead end boys they push out to keep us down
So we stick together so we don't get pushed around
Dead end boys you say but what'd you expect
At the bottom of the ladder you take what you can get
Standing by each other's the way it's got to be
Not turning on your brothers like the ones we always see
No knife in your back every time your back is turned
What you give you get, get respect and don't get burned
The papers show the hatred but not the fire in our eyes
Show the violence in the streets but don't ask why
We'll take their lies take their abuse and we deal with it all
Cause at the end of the day we still stand tall
Dead end boys in the streets
Dead end boys weapons on their feet
Dead end boys won't keep us down
Dead end boys won't push us down
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I was living on the edge of a knife
I was my biggest threat to my life
I can't believe it when I look back now
Always seemed to make it through somehow
Some money in my pocket and leaving on my mind
I've tried to leave those skeletons behind
Those rattling bones wake me in the night
Got to find a way to put things right
Driving all nigh but I'm not there
Sign on the road says I'm going nowhere
I ask myself what have you got to lose
2 Fists full of nothing-which one do you choose
If I keep on driving till the darkness fades
Will it take some of this guilt away
A new day's rising and nothings changed
On the highway of life in the breakdown lane
I feel it inside just like a burning flame
The eyes in the mirror show nothing but pain
How long can one mans bad luck last
And can you really out run your past
I feel it inside just like a burning flame
The eyes in the mirror show nothing but pain
How long can one mans bad luck last
And can you really out run your past
Driving all nigh but I'm not there
Sign on the road says I'm going nowhere
I ask myself what have you got to lose
2 Fists full of nothing-which one do you choose
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High stung tension an American Night
Can't find a friend and it don't seem right
Want to rip through every face I see
Cause I'm standing here and they don't see me
Just walking down the street, couldn't hear a sound
Just the pounding of my hard boots on the ground
Hands in pockets and my coats done up tight
I'm the one you never see in the American Night
Anything you want it's all right here
A fist and a boot and plenty of beer
The American Night
Walk into the bar for another warm beer
Faces talking at me but I don't hear
Had to leave the place before I got served
Before I gave those bastards what they deserved
There's trouble in the air and I'm not far behind
If it's trouble they want then it's trouble they'll find
Hanging out the window and looking for a fight
Won't be a victim of the American Night
Anything you want it's all right here
A fist and a boot and plenty of beer
The American Night
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Well we're gonna rock
To the rhythm and the blues tonight
Every little thing's gonna be all right
Cause tonight we're gonna
Rock to the rhythm and the blues
Rocking with a girl named Ollie Vee
Ollie Vee comes from Memphis, Memphis Tennessee
And tonight, we're gonna
Rock to the rhythm and the blues
Ollie Vee says she's gonna treat me right tonight
I'm gonna wear my blue suede shoes tonight
Cause tonight, we're gonna
Rock to the rhythm and the blues
I'm gonna shout and a holler and a giggle tonight
I'm gonna shake it just a little in the middle of the night
Cause tonight, we're gonna
Rock to the rhythm and the blues
I think their gonna call the cops tonight
He's trying' to put a stop to us tonight
Tonight, we're gonna
Rock to the rhythm and the blues
Rocking with a girl named Ollie Vee
Ollie Vee comes from Memphis, Memphis Tennessee
And tonight, we're gonna
Rock to the rhythm and the blues
I'm gonna shake gonna giggle gonna scream tonight
Every little thing's gonna be alright
Cause tonight we're gonna
Rock to the rhythm and the blues
Well we're gonna rock
To the rhythm and the blues tonight
Every little thing's gonna be all right
Cause tonight we're gonna
Rock to the rhythm and the blues
Rocking with a girl named Ollie Vee
Ollie Vee comes from Memphis, Memphis Tennessee
And tonight, we're gonna
Rock, rock around with Ollie Vee
Well we're gonna rock
To the rhythm and the blues tonight
Every little thing's gonna be all right
Cause tonight we're gonna
Rock around with Ollie Vee
I'm gonna shout and a holler and a giggle tonight
I'm gonna shake it just a little in the middle of the night
Cause tonight, we're gonna
Rock to the rhythm and the blues
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