Interpret:

Dropkick Murphys

Album:

The Meanest Of Times

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 & a foot of snow


There’s two little shits
Selling joints on the hill
And the kids down the lot
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


Well these lies won’t save me
Don’t you know, don’t you know
From the time that made 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
Of 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


From the convent to the rectory
And over in the sacristy
I’m a goddamn travesty
And that’s just my luck


Well these lies won’t save me
Don’t you know, don’t you know
From the time that made me
Here we go, here we go


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


9 to 3 on weekdays
On the hour Sundays
Jesus Christ was calling me 


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


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
Still the bells of St. Mary’s kept ringing