In The Streets Of London - Dropkick Murphys, The Business

Got a bleak perspective, I’m a streetwise man

Going nowhere with my life

Careening toward an early death, a streetwise man;

On the corner every night

So brace-for impact, brace-for impact

Brace-for impact, why don’t you brace

The end is coming, no time for running

Dealing drugs to little kids, a streetwise man

Selling death and making cash

Pulling scams and moving bids, a streetwise man

Society has called my bluff tonight

So brace-for impact, brace-for impact

Brace-for impact, why don’t you brace

The end is coming, no time for running

The end is coming, no time for running now!