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Street Dogs Album



2005
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We're not singing bounce, we're not getting dirty
Not concerned with getting the party started right
Throwing darts as we see fit, the music today we will hit
Screaming through the microphone to illicit your thoughts

And you won't hear this on the play list tonight

It's time to take a stance and strike a blow
Pump fists and advocate for rock-n-roll

Do you remember back in 1994
How fourth wave cities, they reopened the door
Boston, Berkley, Orange County, Seattle, L.A.
A time on the radio the whole world it played

The tide is high again bring life to radio

It's time to take a chance and strike a blow
Praise cities advocate for rock-n-roll
Trash talk fluff on radio, inside our fury we will go
The song sung before, we'll sing it again

They don't want to hear it, they don't want to hear it
They don't want to play it, they don't want to play it
They don't want to hear it, they don't want to hear it
They don't want to play it, they don't want to hear it

Yeah we'll wear it on our sleeve tonight
Not relenting here or stopping the fight
We feel the obligation to sing it aloud
Here comes the refrain so jump into the crowd

It's time to take a chance and strike a blow
Go for the jugular and strike a blow
Trash talk fluff on radio, inside our fury we will go
The song sung before, we'll sing it again

. . .


(Chorus)
You alone must stand your ground
You take a life worth nothing and turn it around
You stand alone, yeah that's the deal
You have yourself to count on cause no one really cares

Another rainy New England night
At your wit's end with no hope in sight
You turn on Costello it's welcome to the working week
You're broke and cornered no one to call
On your shoulders the hardship falls
Yet something inside you stirs and you begin to smile

Faced with few options you look to yourself
And begin to decide that

(Chorus)

Now the other side of the coin now hits
Optimism runs partner with it
The pendulum swings into your favor now
Cash in pocket you earn your keep
With security you now sleep
Your mandate never quit sustaining you

Got more options hit your stride and continue the fight

(Chorus)

You alone...
You alone...
I've seen many people get lost in the fight
You alone...
Seen any others just get pushed right out of sight

(Chorus)

There were others who were not as fortunate as us
Taken without warning all over from life to dust

Hey Greg Riley
This song is yours
Never forget you...

. . .


Staring down Cedar Grove up on Indian Hills
See a skyline littered with triple deckers and gin mills
Years of tot lot pass my eyes
Reflecting faces that have gone by
Adams corner embedded in my soul

In defense of Dorchester
Home to a thousand dreams and Beantown legends
In defense of Dorchester
Historical revelence cemented in her sidewalks

Gather up my thoughts stroll through the observation fields
Think about Dot detractors well up with a rapid anger
Because I can't help but sing for her
It gets real personal when she is slurred
Can't forget Garvey and Hemey Park

In defense of Dorchester
A real community not idle zip codes
In defense of Dorchester
I forged a life on these streets and city roads

This is who I am
This is where I'm from
Wear it on my sleeve
Predictably the fire brand

Never stay silent when she's assailed
Into my heart advocacy nailed
Lower Mills I did not forget you

In defense of Dorchester
Home to a thousand dreams and Beantown legends
In defense of Dorchester
No matter where the gang winds up, you'll always be my home

. . .


(Chorus)
I got to go back to the world
Back to my girl
Back to my family and kids
Have to go and see my home again
Don't want my life to end
Before my time is due

Just got the postal package from my wife and kids
It brings me comfort while I'm stuck in this desert mess
But don't get me wrong, perform my mission
Just sounding off on my homesick condition
Got to get out, a short timer, my heart it begs for home

(Chorus)

Seen many a firefight since we deployed out here
Learned how to survive with my friends
They're focus, adrenaline and fear
But the odds haunt me, hope I don't get hit
Be that body with a flag adorned to it
I'm gonna make it, the short timer, hellbent on going home

(Chorus)

I'm not a policy maker
Just a sworn-in order taker
Doing my best to stay alive
I'm gonna make it
To conus real soon
Hope some days still lie ahead for me

(Chorus)

I've gotta go back
Too short to turn back
Gotta go back
Back to the world again

. . .


An elaborate con of the common man
Propelled by your massive media plan
I can see your hostel takeover, greed, and your lies
Turning what I love into what I despise

It's a tale of mass deception, destruction, corruption
And I'm under the assumption through government's real function
High and clear and present danger I'm fearing the stranger
No permission of fear and mind control
You gotta go

You're telling lies to cover all those tracks
But it's miss information and the honesty it lacks
Your mission now is to define how it all went wrong
Did you take her for a ride and stride along

It's a tale of mass deception, destruction, corruption
And I'm under the assumption through government's real function
High and clear and present danger I'm fearing the stranger
No permission of fear and mind control

Suffering the wrath
All the internal collapse
the result ? sorted path
Well I watch it all crack
? yearn for some honesty, yeah

So you got the dictator, but why go lie
They're about to poison the atomic fright
? with honchos in tow
So the world 'll be glad about all that you know

It's a tale of mass deception, destruction, corruption
And I'm under the assumption through government's real function
high and clear and present danger I'm fearing the stranger
no permission of fear and mind control

. . .


Go out tonight, to get lit up
Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight
Fourty hours done, I've had enough
Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight
Don't care what my family thinks
Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight
It's my life so pass those drinks
Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight

Don't give a damn how this turns out
Drain bottles just to scream and shout
On the run from reality
Poison helps me and go flee

Booze it flows I feel alive
Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight
My body committed to this dive
Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight
Don't care if I go home
Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight
Oblivion is on, I'm free to roam
Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight

Don't give a damn where we wind up
Just pour alcohol into my cup
Onn the run from reality
Me, my poison and lunacy

I live my life for chaos
Disorder, pain and misery
Don't say a word, accept it
I'm gone, goodbye
That's all she wrote

Drink tonight, gonna drink tonight

. . .


(Chorus)
He's just a drunk
An old salty dog
Stagger, you drink and then fall
Unaware that your life is held up against the wall
Aching, just dying inside
Still you cling on tight to your obstinate pride

I knew a man at the end of the bar
Wore a look of erosion, some old battle scars
Told many stories, none of them bright
If you bought him liberations, he spun them all night
Started out in Normandy, moved right onto France
The battle of Berlin and more veteran partance
At the end this generation, not like the last
Kids today need to learn from the past

(Chorus)

Getting to loud barkeeper gives the hook
All the patrons laugh so hard the dive nearly shook
Into the alley he goes furious and irate
Expletives and threats babbled in hate
Finally he collapses down to the asphalt
Battered mug and lacerations, it's his fault
Bystanders tap numbers for the ambulance call
Salty dog going for an E.R. haul

(Chorus)

Salt you stagger away and then fall
Continuously stubborn and defiant through it all
Vet you'll rattle, bemoan and berate
People not backing ideals out of date

What he doesn't relize
Is he's the enemy of him
What he can't see
Is he's stuck in yesterday

Battle EMT's, they try to help him
Inside self imposed defiance, he'd rather swim
Inside of him, a crazy death wish

(Chorus)

I knew a man at the end of the bar
With a VFW jacket and some old battle scars
Did you hear the news?
Stagger's wish came true

. . .


You're power mad
You want everybody to act like you
Talking your honey to people
It's venom you really say
Let's act rich and let's dress vogue
Hide our background, sell our souls

But the one you let go is back to have her say

White collar fraud... Here's for the payback
White collar fraud... Tan's honesty attack
White collar fraud

So pathetic you
To the actual rich, you're a sycophant
Leech on them in store for a commission percent
Boxing out your co-workers
Gaining sales for your totals

Your fellow employees now have a say, via this salvo

White collar fraud... We're calling you out
White collar fraud... A backstabber without a doubt
White collar fraud... You don't intimidate us no more
White collar fraud

Hey you
You're a retail whore
Rotting in that upscale store
Your fellow employees
Detesting you every day

White collar fraud... We're calling you out
White collar fraud... A backstabber without a doubt
White collar fraud... You don't intimidate us no more
White collar fraud

. . .


Neponset neighborhood landscape
You loomed larger than most
Owned scholastic and academic achievements
All which you did boast
The world was in the palm of your hand
When you went backdoor on school and friends
Drink, drugs, fighting fast lane life
Grew big chips on those imposing shoulders

[Chorus]
Take it back Patrick
Where is the kid that I once knew
Such a young sick kid
Where is this lifestyle taking you
Look at what booze did
The insanity breaking you
Take it back Patrick

Put in choice dry out spots
But you always broke out
Claimed they didn't know your reality
Loaded with self doubt
Jump back on the pain train
The ride will be different this time
Denial express closes to a stop
Your death, the end of the ride

[Chorus]

You can claim ignorance
Once the reaper comes
Because you got told about the cure by your drink doctor
Go back on the bright, straighten up your life
To you we do implore a second shot at this tonight
Saw you lying there, beaten at town field
With an unshakeable angry frown and requisite bottle
That won't happen to you, you were once the ace
A field's corner kid that the booze just knocked right out of place

Take it back Patrick
Lazarus runs out of time
Such a young sick kid
Without reason or a rhyme
Look at what booze did
A family left beyond the wake
Take it back Patrick

. . .


Was a man of meek demeanor
Now he's over the edge
Insincerities and deceit
Called off any old pledge
Saying one thing, doing another
Unacceptable, you're not his brother
War drums clanging in his head
He's had enough

Fresh out of patience
The end of his rope
No more self control
Lost all his hope

Losing the serenity, he's going to pull the pin
Can't turn the other cheek now, gonna pull the pin
You called him out, nowhere to hide
Accountability in the tides
No more talk, it's on, he's pulling the pin

Raise a plea for leniancy
But now it's way to late
Being liars and turncoats
Has all but sealed their fates
To them he's maniacal
But fear makes him happy
Got that metal equalizing capacity
Fire in this hole
He's had enough

Fresh out of patience
The end of his rope
No more self control
Lost all his hope

No coping ability, he's gonna pull the pin
Two eyes for an eye this time, he's gonna pull the pin
You made him crazed, nowhere to go
Explosion is the solution, is all he knows
No way out, it's real, he's pulling the pin

Once a peaceful man
Now frustrated and tired
Thought he was a sucker
Now he's informed and defiant

Losing the serenity, he's going to pull the pin
Can't turn the other cheek now, gonna pull the pin
You called him out, nowhere to hide
Accountability in the tides
No more talk, it's on, he's pulling the pin

. . .


All about control, that's the plan
Hitting her makes you feel like a man
It's a sick and twisted brutal game
Won't stay silent to this abusive shame
Can't justify raising those hands
Don't raise your hands

(Chorus)
And you say she had it coming
She's out of control
But there is no excuse for this
No way to quantify the toll

It's not right to hit her, to instill fear
Or keep her down... Hands down!
Got to talk it out peacefully, kill that siren sound
Cause this is it

All night shouting rips through quiet
Sense escalation inevitable fight
Next you hear pleas for pity
Then you eye that phone intently
Make that 911 call to the city

(Chorus)

It's not right to hit her, to instill fear
Or keep her down... Hands down!
Got to talk it out peacefuly, kill that siren sound
Cause this is it... Hands down!
It's not right to hit her, to instill fear
Or keep her down... Hands down!
Got to talk it out peacefully, kill that siren sound
Cause this is it

(Chorus)

She needs a say as well
Her voice not a hinderence
Talking with her beats shouting abuse
Step up and be a man
Her fair treatment is the plan
Deescalation is the right choice

(Chorus)

It's not right to hit her, to instill fear
Or keep her down... Hands down!
Got to talk it out peacefuly, kill that siren sound
Cause this is it... Hands down!
It's not right to hit her, to instill fear
Or keep her down... Hands down!
Got to talk it out peacefully, kill that siren sound
Cause this is it

. . .


Like Bob said the times are a changing
Unfortunately for us bossman's rearranging
Doesn't care about your wife and kids
But only the gold that is his
Won't hear eleventh hour underbids
Or part with the assets that he thinks are his
Only knows how to downsize
He'll see an increase by losing you

Not even aware that his moral code has died

Unions and the law... What's wrong with being treated fairly
Unions and the law... We've got to defend ourselves somehow

Society's a much faster place now
Seems like protest lost out somehow
I once heard a composer sing
I can't stand up for falling down
Got to rise up and be accounted for
Maybe that sentiment will arrive
Back in town but only time
Itself will reveal this concept

In ending this rant we'll stay idealistic

(Chorus)
Unions and the law... What's wrong with being treated fairly
Unions and the law... We've got to defend ourselves somehow
Unions and the law... They got to come back stronger today
Unions and the law... We've got to defend ourselves somehow

Like Bob said the times are a changing
Unfortunately for us bossman's rearranging
Doesn't care about your wife and kids
But only the gold that is his

(Chorus)

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