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Five Points

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Five Points

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D'ya remember back in the five points

When the fire was in the air

And the streets were hot as the hob of hell

And the bodies was everywhere

Then ould johnny jumped up on a burnin' plank

He roared out to the sky

"i didn't come here to america

To give up the ghost and die"

I didn't come here to america

Across the ragin' foam

To die like a slave in a pigsty

I came here to find a home

Where i could live with dignity

And hold me head up high

So don't go messin' with me or me family

Or i'll blow these five points to the sky

Them soldier boys are runnin' wild

Down by the gates of hell

I must get to st. patrick's

To ring the warnin' bell

I won't join their bloody army

Sooner burn down kerosene row

So to hell with your kings and your presidents

Let them fight their own bloody wars-oh

Don't say you love me

Unless you really do

I haven't got time to be wastin' on the likes of you

Don't say you'll sleep with me

Unless you'll follow through

Them bully boys are closin' in

They'll be crackin' heads for the price of gin

But they better look out 'cause - here come the boys in green

D'ya remember back in the five points

When the fire was in the air

And the streets were hot as the hob of hell

And the bodies was everywhere

And ould johnny stood up on a burnin' plank

And he roared out to the sky

I didn't come here to america

To give up the ghost and die

I didn't come here to america

Across the ragin' foam

To die like a slave in a pigsty

I came here to find a home

Where i could live with dignity

And hold me head up high

So don't go messin' with me or me family

Or i'll blow these five points to the sky

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