“Rockin’ the Bronx” Sheet Music (pdf).
“Rockin’ the Bronx” Karaoke (midi with lyrics).
Lyrics: Black 47.
Tune: Black 47.
I got a job in a band called Black Forty-Seven.
I was doin’ nothin’ special after eleven.
Oh, we learned some tunes, wrote some songs,
And bought ourselves a drum machine to keep the beat strong.
Oh, then, we bought the Irish People, the Echo, and the Voice.
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.
Three o’clock, four o’clock, what do we want?
All we wanna do is be rockin’ the, rockin’ the Bronx
Oh, oh, we got a gig in the Village Pub.
But the regulars there all said that we sucked (You suck!).
Then big John Flynn said, “Oh, no, no,
You’ll be causin’ a riot if I don’t let you go.”
But then, a flintstone from the Phoenix gave us a call.
When he heard the beat, he was quite appalled.
“Do yez not know nothin’ by Christy Moore?”
“The next thing you’ll be wantin’ is “Danny Boy.”
One o’clock, two o’clock, give us a chance.
All we wanna do is be rockin’ the Bronx.
Three o’clock, four o’clock, what do we want?
All we wanna do is be rockin’ the, rockin’ the Bronx.
Well, Chris is chillin’ on the uilleann, 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, 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 shit?”
Now everywhere we go we cause a fuss
’Cause we play what we like and our sound is us.
It’s got a whole lotta hell, a little bit of heaven.
That’s the story so far of Black 47.
One o’clock, two o’clock, give us a chance.
All we wanna do is be rockin’ the Bronx.
Three o’clock, four o’clock, what do we want?
All we wanna do is be rockin’ the, rockin’ the—
One o’clock, two o’clock, give us a chance.
All we wanna do is be rockin’ the Bronx.
Three o’clock, four o’clock, what does she want?
The girl in black leather wants to rockin’ the, rockin’ the—
One o’clock, two o’clock, give us a chance.
All we wanna do is be rockin’ the Bronx.
Three o’clock, four o’clock, what do we want?
All we wanna do is be rockin’ the, rockin’ the—
One o’clock, two o’clock, give us a chance.
All we wanna do is be rockin’ the Bronx.
Three o’clock, four o’clock, what does she want?
The girl in black leather wants to rockin’ the, rockin’ the Bronx.