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Dropkick Murphys The Meanest Of Times Famous For Nothing The barrel fire's fading My pals are disappearing Another night is passing but I won't go It's 2AM at townie and things are going my way Three buds, a glove and a foot of snow There's two little shits Selling joints on the hill And the kids down the lots Are burning cruisers for a thrill See, we had each other It was us against the world Famous for nothing Yeah, nothing was our world [Chorus:] Well these lie won't save me Don't you know, don't you know From the time that mad me Here we go, here we go The courts are filling up All the kids are coming down For a head start on the troubles On a long night on the town Yeah, thank God it's Saturday And half my problems go away Sure the big ones on the way But I know how to handle them 9 to 3 on weekdays On the hour Sundays The good lord was calling me But I wasn't up For the convent to thue rectory And over in the sacristy It's a goddamn travest And that's just my luck [Chorus] Here we go! Their gang went my way for basketball My gang went their way for alcohol When we met it wasn't pretty at all Still the bells of St. Mary's kept ringing |
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