Dropkick Murphys, frecuentemente abreviado como DKM, es una banda de punk y celtic punk (o punk celta) formada en los barrios de trabajadores inmigrantes irlandeses, en South Boston, uno de los barrios de Boston. Ensayaban en el sótano de una barbería propiedad de un amigo, combinando varios tipo de música como punk rock, Oi!, folk irlandés, rock y hardcore, dando como resultado un estilo propio. Sus referencias musicales incluyen formaciones tales como Stiff Little Fingers, The Pogues, The Clash, AC/DC y Swinging Utters.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Verse 1: (play intro x2) (B) (E) You say it's beacause we're boisterous (B) (E) You hate hate us 'cause we got our dignity B There's a difference between the two of us E It's a sense of morality and what corrupts B We stand together so proud and strong E This is the place where we belong GA We got loyal friends we keep our heads held high B We'll stick together, you and I GA Don't need no guns or no drugs on our streets E Just a place to go and boots on our feet
Intro x1
Verse 2: (play intro x2, and other guitar mutes chords) B* E* Young skinhead, they call you a hooligan B* E* Just because you don't make any sense to them B You're a hard-workin' man whose paid his dues E But they still call you rascist on the evening news B And the blood the runs right down your wrist E Doesn't come from a knife but the cuts on your fist GA Your torn up knuckles and faded blue jeans B Are the colors you wear and the life you've seen GA You tell the truth, look people in the eye B Don't live your life in no baggy disguise
Chorus: DEGA NEVER ALONE! THE CITY STREETS ARE WHERE WE ROAM! DEGA NEVER ALONE! THIS IS BOSTON IT'S OUR HOME! DEGA NEVER ALONE! THE CITY STREETS ARE WHERE WE ROAM! DEGAE NEVER ALONE! THIS IS BOSTON IT'S OUR HOME!
Bass only
Little riff D--7b9v--|
Verse 3: B~ E~ Don't need no gang to watch my *** B~ E~ Just loyal friendships and a pint of Bass B In the midst of this chaos and insanity E I'm the member of working class society B We'll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets E But our will and spirit cannot be beat GA You can shoot and you can kick, but together we'll stick B Through thick and thin not stick nor stone GA Can break the bond that has here grown B Arm and arm we fight as one
Chorus x2
That's it! For suggestions, corrections, and requests, email me: [email protected]