Beat of a Rebel Heart
Ragged Thunder
Celtic Punk
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Blistering distorted guitars clash with fast punk rhythms and wailing tin whistles in this raw Celtic Punk anthem, evoking the gritty energy of a packed Irish pub brawl. Bagpipes surge through folk melody lines, driving anthemic gang choruses that unite listeners in defiant celebration. Unpolished production amplifies the rebellious fire, perfect for rowdy sing-alongs.
Lyrics
Shout it out, brothers, fists in the air We're alive tonight We're alive tonight Sweat on our brows from the factory line Boss man's whip crackin', stealin' our time Pockets are empty but heart's full of fire We break these chains when the whiskey ignites Raise your glass high, let the rebels roar Down with the tyrants, we ain't fightin' no more Pour it up strong, let the wild winds blow In this mad revelry, our spirits will grow We're alive tonight Callous hands clenching dreams in the dust They build their empires on the bones of us But come closing time we storm through the door Laughin' their faces to mem one pike more Raise your glass high, let the rebels roar Down with the tyrants, we ain't fightin' no more Pour it up strong, let the wild winds blow In this mad revelry, our spirits will grow No crown's gonna tame us, no law's gonna bind We're the storm in the bottle, the spark undefined Toast to the fall and the fighter's defeat Tonight we rise up, wild as the sea Raise your glass high, let the rebels roar Down with the tyrants, we ain't fightin' no more Pour it up strong, let the wild winds blow Our spirits will grow One more round, yet we're never done Rebels forever, under moon and sun Shout it loud! Shout it loud! Tonight!
Beat of a Rebel Heart
Ragged Thunder
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