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Basement Brigade
03:19
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Basement Brigade!
Through this city, through this crowd / I hold my friends and sing out loud !
in the streets we’re standing strong and proud!
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Could this be music from my dreams? / leaking out between the seams…Oh so it seems….
That In secrete dirty basements, under Boston city streets – That’s where we’re gonna meet!
Cities, lofts, & backs of vans, just bring bottles, kegs, or cans – It’s all part of the plan.
So many shows, so many bands, so many people we call friends – they’ll be there till the end.
Cause we’ll be there / this is our crusade / The Basement Brigade!
Remember when friends and music mattered more? …Well, We Do!
Play me a song when I wake out of bed / That will let me know / the days gonna be alright.
Sing me a song where I know all the words /that will give us the strength to fight, FIGHT!, fight!
Through this city, through this crowd / I hold my friends & sing out loud!
In the streets, we’re standing strong & Proud!
Could this be music from my dreams? / leaking out between the seams…Oh so it seems….
Cause we’ll be there / this is our crusade / The Basement Brigade! – The Basement Brigade...
You - can’t - Stop - us - now….. We’ve got BOSTON behind US!
Basement Brigade!!!
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Razors in the Night
01:54
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Running away, something better ahead
But you gotta think fast before it's too late
Just one cut around your head
Just one minute and you'll call me dead
You better watch out for the razors in the night
You better leave out the razors in the night
Backstreet boys wear boots and braces
Razor blades and angry faces
Too much tension, too much fear
What the hell are we doing here
Murder is the biggest prize in sport
Cause violence is the only game you've been taught
A pool of warm blood is your prize
Or a cold blade across your eyes
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CARRY ON! (live)
02:52
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Carry On!
We hit the streets again / a couple of beers, a couple of friends!
We're burning this town down tonight!
We just want to get away, & we just want to have our say!
We hope this day will never end...
...And now I know why we go to these shows, why I still wear these clothes – Carry On!
...And I can see just what this all means to me, it continues to be – Carry On!
Break'in in these boots again / This time with new intent!
We're bringing the pain down tonight!
We're out and on the run, & we just want to have some fun!
The time for us has finally come....
We chose this path, laced up and strapped!
The feelings gone, so we wrote this song.
Steel toed, with scarlet braces on my back!.
Five heads deep, Razors are on the map..
...And now I know why we go to these shows, why I still wear these clothes – Carry On!
...And I can see just what this all means to me, it continues to be – Carry On!
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Razors in the Night Boston, Massachusetts
Razors in the Night is an American Oi!/Hardcore band from Boston, MA that formed in 2009. RITN’s first record “Carry On!” received great domestic and international reviews, The Boston Herald described Razors as “the new vanguards of…Boston hardcore.” RITN tours across the United States as well as Europe. ... more
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