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Texty: Dropkick Murphys. The Meanest Of Times. Loyal To No One.

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I first meet this man at the Cammen street Tracks.
In no shape for Success headed nowhere to fast.

He may have been someone once by the sound of his call,
now he answers to no one.
NO-ONE AT ALL!

We all die alone, He shouted as he Passed.
with no sense of regret, he never looked back.

For, his pride was wounded, his ego was strong.
Yea, that was his Trouble, and this is his Song!

He said we die alone, in this case you were right.
No friends by your side, no family in sight.
Nobody know's coming your way, and up this time.
so, go count the cash, don't you leave it behind

His friends come and go. Like seasons and Tide,
He can't keep a women they all realized.
He loves them, breeds them, takes what he needs.
He's loyal to no one, no one at all.

You were brought up well, still inspired and all.
you were touched by nothing, watch a man fall.
Put a foot on his back, to get up and a view.
Cause your loyal to No-one. NO-ONE BUT YOU!

He said we die alone, in this case you were right.
No friends by your side, no family in sight.
Nobody know's coming your way, and up this time.
so, go count the cash, don't you leave it behind

He was broken and tired wouldn't take a hand.
that kindness so simple,but he couldn't understand.

See, it's hard to have faith in something so new.
And your loyal to no one, NO-ONE BUT YOU!!

He said we die alone, in this case you were right.
No friends by your side, no family in sight.
Nobody know's coming your way, and up this time.
so, go count the cash, don't you leave none behind.

He said we die alone, in this case you were right.
No friends by your side, no family in sight.