Mighty Mighty Bosstones

My father once told this to me
Bostons citys gritty history
another ruthless battle in a useless holy war
Handed down discrepancies
and tensions that will never ease
one early afternoon on Broad Street
It blew up down there for sure
(Chorus)
Broad streets just not broad enough
and you just dont love god enough
and if that isnt odd enough
we've taken to much crap
you've pushed us 'round the sod enough
we've scapped and rapped and jawed enough
you poke prevoke and prod enough
somethings going to snap!
The boston fire fighting volunteers
on their way to fight a fire somewhere
met with a funeral procession
proceeding way to slow
A brownstone burns out of control
We need to lay to rest this soul
Loggerheads on Braod Street
Eye to eye and toe to toe
(Bridge)
Riot down on Broad Street
Hand me a brick, a stick, a picket
Bottle, ax or cobblestone
Riot down on Broad Street
If i'm going down, Hell,
Im not going down alone!
I WONT GO DOWN ALONE!
When the fight was over
they retired to the clover
Silver Dollar, Thirsty Scholar
Whatever pubs they had back then
The brownstone was in ashes,
Broken bones and bloody gashes
A casket sat on Broad Street
Til the sun came up again