| Now is time for a revolution
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| It is time for our retribution
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| This is the beginning of eternity
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| The riot and the rage wake up and turn the page
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| It’s a play of no remorse and of violence of course
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| Had no choice we had to fight for the pride and Irish might
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| We were not afraid we’d break them alright
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| Gangs of New York
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| Now the cold wind is blowing in your face
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| Dead rabbits fight 'gainst the Bowery boys now
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| Out in the street there’s a bare knuckle fighting feast
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| A war in the heart of New York
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| Blood all around on the square of the battle ground
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| Raging with knives bats and guns
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| So come on
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| We are the boys from Five Points
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| United we are too strong
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| Had no choice this is our place bring us to the amazing grace
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| No one will back down this is our town
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| Cradle of dust in this chaos all insects must be crushed
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| Gangs of New York now the mob rules are written
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| Out in the street there’s a bare knuckle fighting feast
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| A war in the heart of New York
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| Blood all around on the square of the battle ground
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| Raging with knives bats and guns
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| Out in the street there’s a bare knuckle fighting feast
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| A war in the heart of New York
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| Blood all around on the square of the battle ground
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| Fighting with knives bats and guns
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| Gangs of New York
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| Now the cold wind is blowing in your face
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| Dead rabbits fight 'gainst the Bowery boys now
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| Out in the street there’s a bare knuckle fighting feast
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| A war in the heart of New York
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| Blood all around on the square of the battle ground
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| We are forever
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| Out in the street there’s a bare knuckle fighting feast
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| A war in the heart of New York
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| Blood all around on the square of the battle ground
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| Raging with knives bats and guns
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| Oh no
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| Gangs of New now the mob rules are written
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| Gangs of New York |