Prompt / Lyrics
(Intro) (Mid-fast tempo. Heavy stomps. Low male drone intro. Low bagpipe drone. Slow build. Choir chanting “Oi! Oi!”) ⸻ (Verse 1) Count the rings on the battered wood Every circle says we stood Shoulder to shoulder, glass to glass Through every storm that’s come to pass Empty kegs like trophies tall Proof we answered every call Scars and stories etched in foam This old pub’s the only throne ⸻ (Chorus) Badge of honor, pints on the table Stack ‘em high if your legs are able Every bruise and every tale Every night we’ve lived to tell Raise it up, let the ale run free We’re kings tonight of this old sea No surrender, no retreat Pints on the table — victory! (Choir shouts “Victory!”) ⸻ (Verse 2) Tom lost teeth in ‘99 Still grins wide when the fiddles whine Broken knuckles, crooked nose Worth the fight? The answer’s “Sláinte!” Fire in the hearth burns gold Friendships forged in liquid bold Every drop’s a battle won Every dawn we curse the sun ⸻ (Chorus) Badge of honor, pints on the table Stack ‘em high if your legs are able Every bruise and every tale Every night we’ve lived to tell Raise it up, let the ale run free We’re kings tonight of this old sea No surrender, no retreat Pints on the table — victory! ⸻ (Instrumental Solo) (Irish fiddle rips fast reel. Bagpipes blaze over pounding drums. Choir chanting rhythmically.) ⸻ (Verse 3) Barmaid laughing at our pride She’s seen a thousand wars inside We’ll swear it’s our last round tonight Then march right back into the fight Coins gone but spirits strong The anthem louder than the wrong If falling down’s the price we pay We’ll crawl back in another day ⸻ (Chorus) Badge of honor, pints on the table Stack ‘em high if your legs are able Every bruise and every tale Every night we’ve lived to tell Raise it up, let the ale run free We’re kings tonight of this old sea No surrender, no retreat Pints on the table — victory! ⸻ (Bridge- Slow build) When the world says “Grow up, move along” We answer back with drinking song If this is foolish, let it be There’s honor in our loyalty ⸻ (Verse 4) Morning comes with aching bones But not a man here drinks alone Dust ourselves and shake the pain We’ll earn our badges once again ⸻ (Final Chorus- Massive Choir) Badge of honor, pints on the table Stack ‘em high if your legs are able Every bruise and every tale Every night we’ve lived to tell Raise it up, let the ale run free We’re kings tonight of this old sea No surrender, no retreat Pints on the table — victory! ⸻ (Outro) (Bagpipes hold final triumphant note. Crowd stomping fades.)
Tags
Anthemic Celtic rock; pounding drums, gritty chorus chants, triumphant pipes, battle-ready pub vibe.
Duration
4:37
Instrumental
No
Created
3/1/2026