DROPKICK MURPHYS


In The Streets Of Boston Lyrics

Got a bleak perspective, I'm a streetwise man. Going wowhere with my life. Careening toward an early death, a streetwise man; On the corner every night. So brace-for impact, brace-for impact, brace-for impact, why don't you brace. the end is coming, no time for running. Dealing drugs to little kids, a streetwise man. Selling death and making cash. Pulling scams and moving bids, a streetwise man. Society has called my bluff tonight. So brace-for impact, brace-for impact, brace-for impact, why don't you brace. the end is coming, no time for running. The end is coming, no time for running now!

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Songwriter(s): Kenneth William Casey
Copyright: Scion Four Music O.B.O. Boston Scally Punk Pub
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