BISHOPS GREEN LYRICS

"Christmas In New York"

The whiskey halls are spilling out
People stumble in the streets
Beggars reach out with stretched hands
Hungry go nowhere
People curse the government
Snow is crisp on the ground
The doors are lock at city hall
Anger all around

Christmas in New York 1828
Starving in the streets 1828
Christmas in New York 1828
Nothing left to lose
Nothing left to lose

The barracks sleep row on row
Never called to arms before
Boys in blue crush their own
Christmas in New York
People strewn on blood stained streets
Children scream while brothers die
Clubs attack blow by blow
Mothers call out no reply

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