Riot On Broad Street - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Riot On Broad Street - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | The Mighty Mighty Bosstones |
| Album | Pay Attention |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Barrett, Gittleman ... | |
| My father once told this to me | |
| Boston's gritty history | |
| Another ruthless battle | |
| in a useless holy war | |
| Handed down discrepancies | |
| and tensions that'll never ease | |
| One early afternoon on Broad street | |
| It blew up down there for sure | |
| Broad street's just not broad enough | |
| and you just don't love God enough | |
| and if that isn't odd enough | |
| We've taken too much crap | |
| You've pushed us round the sod enough | |
| We'e scrapped and rapped and jawed enough | |
| poked, provoked and prod enough | |
| Something's gonna snap | |
| The Boston fire fighting volunteers | |
| On their way to fight a fire somewhere | |
| Met with a funeral procession | |
| proceeding way too slow | |
| A brownstone burns out of control | |
| We need to lay to rest this soul | |
| Loggerheads on broadstreet | |
| Eye to eye and toe to toe | |
| Broad street's just not broad enough | |
| and you just don't love God enough | |
| and if that isn't odd enough | |
| We've taken too much crap | |
| You've pushed us round the sod enough | |
| We'e scrapped and rapped and jawed enough | |
| poked, provoked and prod enough | |
| Something's gonna snap | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| Hand me a brick, a stick, a picket | |
| Bottle, axe or cobblestone | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| And if I'm going down | |
| Hell, I'm not going down alone | |
| I won't go down alone | |
| And when the fight was over | |
| they retired to the Clover, | |
| Silver Dollar, Thirsty Scollar | |
| Whatever pubs they had back then | |
| The Brownstone was in ashes | |
| Broken Bones and bloody gashes | |
| and a casket sat on Broad street | |
| 'til the sun came up again | |
| Broad street's just not broad enough | |
| and you just don't love God enough | |
| and if that isn't odd enough | |
| We've taken too much crap | |
| You've pushed us round the sod enough | |
| We'e scrapped and rapped and jawed enough | |
| poked, provoked and prod enough | |
| Something's gonna snap | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| Hand me a brick, a stick, a picket | |
| Bottle, axe or cobblestone | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| And if I'm going down | |
| Hell, I'm not going down alone | |
| And if I'm going down | |
| Hell, I'm not going down alone | |
| And if I'm going down | |
| Hell, I'm not going down alone | |
| There's a Riot down on broad street (x 4) |
| zuo ci : Barrett, Gittleman ... | |
| My father once told this to me | |
| Boston' s gritty history | |
| Another ruthless battle | |
| in a useless holy war | |
| Handed down discrepancies | |
| and tensions that' ll never ease | |
| One early afternoon on Broad street | |
| It blew up down there for sure | |
| Broad street' s just not broad enough | |
| and you just don' t love God enough | |
| and if that isn' t odd enough | |
| We' ve taken too much crap | |
| You' ve pushed us round the sod enough | |
| We' e scrapped and rapped and jawed enough | |
| poked, provoked and prod enough | |
| Something' s gonna snap | |
| The Boston fire fighting volunteers | |
| On their way to fight a fire somewhere | |
| Met with a funeral procession | |
| proceeding way too slow | |
| A brownstone burns out of control | |
| We need to lay to rest this soul | |
| Loggerheads on broadstreet | |
| Eye to eye and toe to toe | |
| Broad street' s just not broad enough | |
| and you just don' t love God enough | |
| and if that isn' t odd enough | |
| We' ve taken too much crap | |
| You' ve pushed us round the sod enough | |
| We' e scrapped and rapped and jawed enough | |
| poked, provoked and prod enough | |
| Something' s gonna snap | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| Hand me a brick, a stick, a picket | |
| Bottle, axe or cobblestone | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| And if I' m going down | |
| Hell, I' m not going down alone | |
| I won' t go down alone | |
| And when the fight was over | |
| they retired to the Clover, | |
| Silver Dollar, Thirsty Scollar | |
| Whatever pubs they had back then | |
| The Brownstone was in ashes | |
| Broken Bones and bloody gashes | |
| and a casket sat on Broad street | |
| ' til the sun came up again | |
| Broad street' s just not broad enough | |
| and you just don' t love God enough | |
| and if that isn' t odd enough | |
| We' ve taken too much crap | |
| You' ve pushed us round the sod enough | |
| We' e scrapped and rapped and jawed enough | |
| poked, provoked and prod enough | |
| Something' s gonna snap | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| Hand me a brick, a stick, a picket | |
| Bottle, axe or cobblestone | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| And if I' m going down | |
| Hell, I' m not going down alone | |
| And if I' m going down | |
| Hell, I' m not going down alone | |
| And if I' m going down | |
| Hell, I' m not going down alone | |
| There' s a Riot down on broad street x 4 |
| zuò cí : Barrett, Gittleman ... | |
| My father once told this to me | |
| Boston' s gritty history | |
| Another ruthless battle | |
| in a useless holy war | |
| Handed down discrepancies | |
| and tensions that' ll never ease | |
| One early afternoon on Broad street | |
| It blew up down there for sure | |
| Broad street' s just not broad enough | |
| and you just don' t love God enough | |
| and if that isn' t odd enough | |
| We' ve taken too much crap | |
| You' ve pushed us round the sod enough | |
| We' e scrapped and rapped and jawed enough | |
| poked, provoked and prod enough | |
| Something' s gonna snap | |
| The Boston fire fighting volunteers | |
| On their way to fight a fire somewhere | |
| Met with a funeral procession | |
| proceeding way too slow | |
| A brownstone burns out of control | |
| We need to lay to rest this soul | |
| Loggerheads on broadstreet | |
| Eye to eye and toe to toe | |
| Broad street' s just not broad enough | |
| and you just don' t love God enough | |
| and if that isn' t odd enough | |
| We' ve taken too much crap | |
| You' ve pushed us round the sod enough | |
| We' e scrapped and rapped and jawed enough | |
| poked, provoked and prod enough | |
| Something' s gonna snap | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| Hand me a brick, a stick, a picket | |
| Bottle, axe or cobblestone | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| And if I' m going down | |
| Hell, I' m not going down alone | |
| I won' t go down alone | |
| And when the fight was over | |
| they retired to the Clover, | |
| Silver Dollar, Thirsty Scollar | |
| Whatever pubs they had back then | |
| The Brownstone was in ashes | |
| Broken Bones and bloody gashes | |
| and a casket sat on Broad street | |
| ' til the sun came up again | |
| Broad street' s just not broad enough | |
| and you just don' t love God enough | |
| and if that isn' t odd enough | |
| We' ve taken too much crap | |
| You' ve pushed us round the sod enough | |
| We' e scrapped and rapped and jawed enough | |
| poked, provoked and prod enough | |
| Something' s gonna snap | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| Hand me a brick, a stick, a picket | |
| Bottle, axe or cobblestone | |
| Riot down on Broad street | |
| And if I' m going down | |
| Hell, I' m not going down alone | |
| And if I' m going down | |
| Hell, I' m not going down alone | |
| And if I' m going down | |
| Hell, I' m not going down alone | |
| There' s a Riot down on broad street x 4 |
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