In the town of Milton one Brian Flannigan
Battered away 'til his money was spent
Then he hit a big one and felt like a man again
Bought a three-decker with two floors to rent
He threw a big party for friends and relations
At a grand old place called Florian Hall
And if you'll just listen I'll make your eyes glisten
To the rows and the ructions of Flannigan's ball

Six long months I spent in Quincy
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Quincy
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball
I stepped out and I stepped in again
I stepped out and I stepped in again
I stepped out and I stepped in again
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball

Free beer on tap and wine for the ladies
Ziti and sauce for Mark Porzio
There were Faheys and Bradys, McAuliffes and Daleys
Courting the girls and dancing away
Brian Tully sang out in his finest form
The patrons responded and I led 'em all
I'd spent six months at Forbes Academy
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball

Six long months I spent in Quincy
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Quincy
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball
I stepped out and I stepped in again
I stepped out and I stepped in again
I stepped out and I stepped in again
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball

The boys were hammered, the girls were hearty
Dancing around in competent groups
An accident happened: young Dennis Fleming
Put his great leg through Miss Finneran's hoops
This gal she fainted and cried bloody murder
Called for her sons and gathered 'em all
Christopher swore he'd go no further
'Til he had revenge at Flannigan's ball

Six long months I spent in Quincy
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Quincy
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball
I stepped out and I stepped in again
I stepped out and I stepped in again
I stepped out and I stepped in again
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball

In the midst of the melee Miss Collins fainted
Her cheeks by now were as red as a rose
Some of the boys decreed she was blasted
Had a small drop too much I suppose
Young Scotty Jenkins, so big and able
Saw his fair colleen stretched by the wall
Tore the left leg from under the table
And smashed all the dishes at Flannigan's ball

Boy oh boy now this was a rumble
Meself took a lick from mean Richard Green
But I soon replied to that fine introduction
And gave him a terrible kick in the spleen
Coward the piper nearly got strangled
They squeezed up his bellows, chanters and all
The girls in the middle nearly got trampled
And that put an end to Flannigan's ball

Six long months I spent in Quincy
Six long months doing nothing at all
Six long months I spent in Quincy
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball
I stepped out and I stepped in again
I stepped out and I stepped in again
I stepped out and I stepped in again
Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball

- Dropkick Murphys
"(F)lannigan's Ball"
The Meanest of Times (2007)

Wise up sucker!

Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Wise up show 'em what you got

If we stand here shakin' much more
We're gonna come apart, spinnin' hard, tellin' me you don't want no more
'Cause my head's up my ass, I watch the world through a glass
I'm just a crazy tired shape from your past
You say it's love that you need
It's war that you've got
But you wanna live your life and to have, not to have not
Better wise up and face my lot
She loves me not

Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Wise up show 'em what you got
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Wise up show 'em what you got

I'm freakin' and you couldn't care less
I got the deep down crazies try'na get my head round this mess
At the sound of the bell, an act you know so well
You gimme sixteen different flavours of hell
You say it's love that you need
It's war that you've got
But you wanna live your life and to have, not to have not
Better wise up and face my lot
She loves me not

Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Wise up show 'em what you got
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Wise up show 'em what you got

Wise up! Sucker, see the sights
Take your ass for a ride!
Wise up! Wise up! Wise up!

Loves me she loves me she loves me she
Wise up show 'em what you got
Loves me she loves me she loves me she
Wise up show 'em what you got
Loves me she loves me she loves me she
Wise up show 'em what you got

Wise up show 'em what you got
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Yeah she loves me, she loves me not
Wise up show 'em what you got
Wise up sucker!

- Pop Will Eat Itself
"Wise Up! Sucker"
This Is the Day... This Is the Hour... This Is THIS! (1989)