Dropkick Murphys. You're A Rebel. Zeneszám
[Originally by Iron Cross]
Backed up against the wall
The animal makes his final stand
He spits and growls and shows his teeth
He?s a foreigner in his own land
When there?s nowhere else to run
You?re a rebel
No more battles to be one
You?re a rebel
Stands out there with his pride
Fights with no one on his side
You?re a rebel
Without mercy the pack descends
Hear the cries of justice are in his defense
With a smug satisfaction they strip him bare
They kill the soul that should have flourished there
When there?s nowhere else to run
You?re a rebel
No more battles to be one
You?re a rebel
Stands out there with his pride
Fights with no one on his side
You?re a rebel
You?re a rebel and not a winner
You?re a fighter and now you?re bloodied
You?re a rebel and not a winner
You?re a fighter and now you?re bloodied
You?re a rebel and not a winner
You?re a fighter and now you?re bleeding
Without mercy the pack descends
Hear the cries of justice are in his defense
With a smug satisfaction they strip him bare
They kill the soul that should have flourished there
Backed up against the wall
The animal makes his final stand
He spits and growls and shows his teeth
He?s a foreigner in his own land
When there?s nowhere else to run
You?re a rebel
No more battles to be one
You?re a rebel
Stands out there with his pride
Fights with no one on his side
You?re a rebel
Without mercy the pack descends
Hear the cries of justice are in his defense
With a smug satisfaction they strip him bare
They kill the soul that should have flourished there
When there?s nowhere else to run
You?re a rebel
No more battles to be one
You?re a rebel
Stands out there with his pride
Fights with no one on his side
You?re a rebel
You?re a rebel and not a winner
You?re a fighter and now you?re bloodied
You?re a rebel and not a winner
You?re a fighter and now you?re bloodied
You?re a rebel and not a winner
You?re a fighter and now you?re bleeding
Without mercy the pack descends
Hear the cries of justice are in his defense
With a smug satisfaction they strip him bare
They kill the soul that should have flourished there
Dropkick Murphys
Dropkick Murphys