The Black 47 - 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 s**ed 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 sh**!" 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