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- Lyrics: Casey, Music: Barton -



You say its becasue we`re boisterous You hate us cause we got

our dignity We stand together proud and strong This is a place

where we belong We got loyal friends we keep our heads held high,

We`ll stick together you and I Don`t need no guns or drugs on

our streets just a place to go and the boots on our feet



Chorus: Never alone. . . The city streets are where we roam Never

alone. . . This is Boston its our home Never alone. . . The city

streets are where we roam Never alone. . . This is Boston its

our home



Young skinhead they call you hooligan Just because you don`t

make any sense to them But the blood that runs right down your

wrist Dont come from a knife, but the cuts on your fist` Your

torn up knuckles and faded blue jeans Are the colors you wear

and the life that you`ve seen You tell the truth look people

in the eye Don`t live you life in no baggy disguise



chorus:



Dont need no gang to watch my ass Just loyal friendship and a

pint of Bass We`ll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets

But our will and spirit can not be beat You can shoot and you

can kick but together we`ll stick Through thick and thin not

stick or stone Can break the bond that has here grown Arm and

Arm We Fight As One



chorus:

- Lyrics: Casey, Music: Barton -



You say its becasue we`re boisterous You hate us cause we got

our dignity We stand together proud and strong This is a place

where we belong We got loyal friends we keep our heads held high,

We`ll stick together you and I Don`t need no guns or drugs on

our streets just a place to go and the boots on our feet



Chorus: Never alone. . . The city streets are where we roam Never

alone. . . This is Boston its our home Never alone. . . The city

streets are where we roam Never alone. . . This is Boston its

our home



Young skinhead they call you hooligan Just because you don`t

make any sense to them But the blood that runs right down your

wrist Dont come from a knife, but the cuts on your fist` Your

torn up knuckles and faded blue jeans Are the colors you wear

and the life that you`ve seen You tell the truth look people

in the eye Don`t live you life in no baggy disguise



chorus:



Dont need no gang to watch my ass Just loyal friendship and a

pint of Bass We`ll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets

But our will and spirit can not be beat You can shoot and you

can kick but together we`ll stick Through thick and thin not

stick or stone Can break the bond that has here grown Arm and

Arm We Fight As One



chorus:

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