I want it back again   The spirit that WE ONCE HAD   Showing all these new hards   They're not SO FUCKIN' BAD   You and your crew   Would have never MADE IT THROUGH   The days we hung out   In 1982   The New York Brotherhood   I can't let go   The New York Brotherhood   where did they go?   We called it the Wolfpack   We called it UNITED BLOOD   Wore chains around our waists   And CONSTRUCTION GLOVES   Thompkins Sq. on a saturday night   See my brother, he's in a fight   They got him down, it's 3 on 1   10 of us show, GUESS WHO WON?   We hung out on 7th and A   Friends worked the door   We didn't have to pay   Boston came around one night   Push came to shove and   WE WERE DOWN TO FIGHT   We have seen the backstab blood   Most came and fuckin' went   They played the part   And they wore the right clothes   But they didn't know   What the fuck it meant   And I see it today   My backstabbing brothers   Believeing the lies   That they're telling each other   And I know I'll be here   When they're gone   ''cause the New York Brotherhood   Is where my heart belongs   In rememberance of old New York   And to my friends   And the ones I've fought   A special place left in my heart   Those days are gone, man   But they're not forgot