Prompt / Lyrics
(Intro- angry drunk Irish man) Hey! Laddie! You’re asking for it! (Verse 1) The door swings wide on a Friday night Smoke in the air and the fire’s burning bright Boots on the floor and pride in our chests Old grudges wake when the whiskey hits best (Verse 2) A sideways glance and a careless word Suddenly silence is all that’s heard Fists hit wood and knuckles split skin But no man here backs down or gives in (Chorus- GRITTY MALE CHOIR) Bloody knuckles and brotherhood We fight ‘cause we can and we make it good Raise your glass to the blood we’ve shed By morning light we’re friends again (Verse 3) Tables go flying, chairs hit the wall The fiddles scream through the chaos and brawl Bagpipes blaze like a war-time cry As laughter and punches both go flying by (Chorus- GRITTY MALE CHOIR) Bloody knuckles and brotherhood We fight ‘cause we can and we make it good Raise your glass to the blood we’ve shed By morning light we’re friends again (Verse 4) Blood on the floor and a grin on my face You earn your name in this sacred place No hate carried past the pub door We’ve spilled worse words and survived much more (Chorus- GRITTY MALE CHOIR) Bloody knuckles and brotherhood We fight ‘cause we can and we make it good Raise your glass to the blood we’ve shed By morning light we’re friends again (Break- CHANTED, STOMP-CLAP) Hey! Hey! Pour it out! Drink it down! Hey! Hey! No kings here, no crowns! (Instrumental Solo) [Blazing bagpipe lead over pounding drums → Irish fiddle answers, faster and wilder] (Bridge- HALF-TIME, ROUGH VOICES) We don’t fight for gold or land Just for the honor of where we stand A broken nose, a hand held tight A sworn brother by the end of the night (Chorus- FULL CHOIR, LOUDER) Bloody knuckles and brotherhood We fight ‘cause we can and we make it good Raise your glass to the blood we’ve shed By morning light we’re friends again (Outro) So stitch us up and pour once more We’ll bleed and laugh like we always swore Knuckles raw, hearts understood Here’s to fists, friends, and brotherhood
Tags
Stomping pub rock, roaring male choirs, war-cry bagpipes, wild fiddles, traditional Irish pride, fists-up energy.
Duration
3:58
Instrumental
No
Created
3/1/2026