OUTCAST - Knuckles Of Lead

Two cold beers at O'Malley's bar Talking 'bout women, dirt and scars. The door flew open, the light went dim, Five dirty bastards came for him. They had the chains, they had the knives, They came to take my brother's life. I felt the iron in my hand... I ain't running from no man... Oh, blood! It's thicker than the whiskey! Oh, blood! Tonight it's getting risky! Six against one, I'm ready to fall, One brother bleeds, I answer the call! Slip on the brass, feel the knuckles of lead, Tonight we ride to the land of the dead! I cracked a jaw, I felt the bone, I took the hits, but he's not alone. They broke my ribs, they tore my face, But I stood my ground in this godforsaken place. I felt the iron in my hand... I ain't running from no man... Oh, blood! It's thicker than the whiskey! Oh, blood! Tonight it's getting risky! Six against one, I'm ready to fall, One brother bleeds, I answer the call! Slip on the brass, feel the knuckles of lead, Tonight we ride to the land of the dead! Still standing, brother... Till the end. Maybe tonight we dine in hell!