Intro: X4 verse 1: My father once told this to me, Boston's gritty history Another ruthless battle in a useless holy war Handed down discrepancies and tensions that'll never ease One early afternoon on broad street, it blew up down there for sure Broad street's just not broad enough and you just don't love God enough And if that isn't odd enough we've taken too much crap You've pushed us round the sod enough, we've scrapped and rapped and jawed enough Poked, provoked and prod enough, something's gonna snap BREAK: X2 verse 2: The Boston fire fighting volunteers, on their way to fight a fire somewhere Met a funeral procession proceeding way too slow A brownstone burns out of control, we need to lay to rest this soul Loggerheads on broad street, eye to eye and toe to toe Broad street's just not broad enough and you just don't love God enough And if that isn't odd enough we've taken too much crap You've pushed us round the sod enough, we've scrapped and rapped and jawed enough Poked, provoked and prod enough, something's gonna snap Chorus: