47 Black Rockin` The Bronx Lyrics

Rockin` The Bronx Lyrics

I got a job in a band called Black 47 
I was doin' nothin' special after 11

Oh we learned some tunes and wrote some songs 
And we bought ourselves a
drum machine to keep the beat strong 

Well we bought the Irish People,
the Echo and the Voice 
And we rang a few bars, said "We got a new
noise 
And it would please us greatly to come on uptown 
And show you
paddies how we get on down" 

One o'clock, two o'clock, give us a
chance 
All we wanna do is be rockin' the Bronx 
3 o'clock, 4 o'clock
what does she want? 
The girl in black leather wants to 
Rock in the,
rock in the Bronx 

Oh we got a gig in the Village Pub 
But the
regulars there all said that we sucked 
Then Big John Flynn, said "Oh,
no no 
You'll be causin' a riot if I don't let you go" 

Then a
flintstone from the Phoenix gave us a call 
When he heard the beat, he was
quite appalled 
"D'yez not know nothin' by Christy Moore?" 
The
next thing you be wantin' is Danny Boy! 

Chris is chillin' on the uileann
but he isn't alone 
Here comes Freddy on the slide trombone 
Add a little
guitar, Geoff Blythe on the sax 
Gonna shoot you full of our New York fix


Then we went into the studio and made a tape 
Frank Murray from the
Pogues said "I think that it's great"
Galigula said "It could
be a hit,
And if it falls on its face, who gives a shit!" 

Now
everywhere we go we cause a fuss 
Coz we play what we like and our sound is
us 
It's got a whole lot of hell and a little bit of heaven 
That's the
story so far of Black '47