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      The Boston fire fighting volunteers   On their way to fight a fire somewhere   Met with 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      Riot down on Broad street   Hand me a brick, a stick, a picket   Bottle, axe or cobblestone   Riot down on Broad street      And if I'm going down   Hell, I'm not going down alone   I won't go down alone      And when the fight was over   They retired to the Clover   Silver Dollar, Thirsty Scollar   Whatever pubs they had back then      The brownstone was in ashes   Broken Bones and bloody gashes   And a casket sat on Broad street   Till the sun came up again      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      Riot down on Broad street   Hand me a brick, a stick, a picket   Bottle, axe or cobblestone   Riot down on Broad street      And if I'm going down   Hell, I'm not going down alone   And if I'm going down   Hell, I'm not going down alone      And if I'm going down   Hell, I'm not going down alone      There's a riot down on Broad street   There's a riot down on Broad street   There's a riot down on Broad street   There's a riot down on Broad street