Pint of Fury
Stoutheart Scoundrels
Celtic Punk
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Blistering Celtic Punk anthem driven by distorted guitars and a ferocious fast punk rhythm, layered with piercing tin whistle folk melody lines and bagpipe surges that ignite the raw energy. The anthemic gang chorus explodes with rowdy 'Oi! Oi!' shouts, capturing unbreakable rebel spirit in a gritty, pub-brawl production blending punk distortion and lively acoustic folk for unpolished, high-octane defiance. Perfect for raising pints and storming the night.
Lyrics
We're alive tonight Boots on the table, sweat from the grind Calloused hands clenching, leaving it behind Boss man's a shadow, chains on the line Boss man's a shadow chains on the line We break them with laughter drown them in wine Pockets are empty, but hearts full of fire Spitting at thunder, climbing higher and higher Raise up your fight, let the rebels night Scream to the heavens, we're taking the night No kings, no cages, just fury and fight Drink to the fall and dance in the light Fight! Fight! We're unbreakable Factory whistles, they howl through the rain But we're storming the tavern, forgetting the pain Stories of brothers who punch back the storm With fists full of thunder, keeping spirits warm No suits gonna tame us, no walls gonna hold We're wild river running, fierce and bold Raise up your fight, let the rebels unite Scream to the heavens, we're taking the night No kings, no cages, just fury and fight Drink to the fall and dance in the light Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Pint of Fury
Stoutheart Scoundrels
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