BLOOD IN THE PUB
I walked down the road that led me away
Away from you alone and astray
I drank me a gallon to atone for my sins
Adrift in a tide of whiskey and gin
From the north to the south the west to the east
Into the jaws of death and the belly of the beast
I’ve been drunk I’ve been sober, near death and hung over
A thief in the night, a rake and a rover
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All is lost
All is lost
In the shadows I remain ‘neath the weight of this cross
Hear the cries
Hear the screams
There’s blood in the pub and death in the street
There’s blood in the pub and death in the street
I heard me a sound from long, long ago
It echoed, reverberated, clung to my soul
By the watchful eye of the New Jersey moon
She called out to me like a voice from the tomb
There were geezers and cheaters, a preacher or two
Inebriates who suffered from Lucifer’s brew
There were gallows and wire, let them dangle and burn
May the crows peck out their eyes and paradise will burn
PINTS OF WHISKEY
Hey Mickey, how’s it going
Oh how you been, my lad
We’ve been pretty good so far
And things haven’t been so bad
But our thirst it is a-callin’
And our throats a wee bit dry
If it ain’t broke don’t fix it
Bring on the old standby
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And give us pints of whiskey
Give us pints of whiskey
Give us pints of whiskey
And don’t you fuck about
Oh give us pints of whiskey
Give us pints of whiskey
Give us pints of whiskey
You can hear the bastards shout
Oh here’s to Johnny Powers
How I wish I knew the man
He made the smoothest batch so far
Here’s to my favorite brand
John Jameson comes next
And on him you can depend
And Tullamore’s an honest dram
It’ll be with you til the end
Who knows what lies before us
When the death bell starts to toll
And the worms see dinner comin’
When they dump you in a hole
But The Skels will go to heaven
And we’ll march right through the gates
With pints of whiskey waiting
For this gang of reprobates
AMERICAN MEN
We've been down to hell and back
With plunder we've returned
We seen the souls of some turn black
And felt the lash's burn
While lamentations filled the night
And tortured shadows crept
We made it through the blood and blight
When lesser hearts have wept
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Let's hit the road
Come and take my hand
From sea to sea
This great land stands
A nation before
A nation again
A nation for all American men
I recall the darkest night before the longest day
Searching for that long lost might upon my knees I pray
I’d suffer much and maybe die
To keep the ones I love alive
To see our banner flying high against the bluest sky
I'll kill for whiskey in a glass
I'll sip it slow and make it last
In barrel, flagon, keg or flask
Let’s run the colors up the mast
To toast the fallen heroes slain
To toast the bodies on the plain
Our hope and courage will remain
Until our dying day
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