"Going Out in Style" as written by and Tim Brennan Alexander Barr....
I've seen a lot of sights and traveled many miles
Shook a thousand hands and seen my share of smiles
I've caused some great concern and told one too many lies
And now I see the world through these sad, old, jaded eyes

So what if I threw a party and all my friends were there?
Acquaintances, relatives, the girls who never cared
You'll have a host of rowdy hooligans in a big line out the door
Side by side with Sister Barbara, Chief Wells and Bobby 'Orr
I'd invite the Flannigans
Replace the window you smashed out
I'd apologize the Sluggo for pissing on his couch
I'll see Mrs. McAuliffe and so many others soon
Then I'll say I'm sorry for what I did sleepwalking in her room

So what if I threw a party and invited Mayor Menino?
He'd tell you to get a permit
Well this time Tom I don't think so
It's a neighborhood reunion
But now we'd get along
Van Morrison would be there and he'd sing me one last song
With a backup band of bass players to keep us up all night
Three handsome four string troubadours
And Newton's own Fat Mike
I'll be in the can having a smoke with Garv and Johnny Fitz
But there's a back up in the bathroom
Cause the Badger's got the shits

You may bury me with an enemy in Mount Calvary
You can stack me on a pyre and soak me down with whiskey
Roast me to a blackened crisp and throw me in a pile
I could really give a shit - I'm going out in style

You can take my urn to Fenway spread my ashes all about
Or you can bring me down to Wolly Beach
And dump the sucker out
Burn me to a rotten crisp and toast me for a while
I could really give a shit, I'm going out in style

Make me up dress me up
Feed me a big old shot
Of embalming fluid highballs
So I don't start to rot
Now take me to McGreevy's
I wanna buy one final round
That cheap prick would peel an orange in his pocket
Then hurry up and suck 'em down

If there's a god the girls you loved
Will all come walking through the door
Maybe they'll feeld bad for me and this stiff will finally score
You've got the bed already
And the nerve and courage too
Cause I've be slugging from
A stash of Desi Queally's 1980s
Bathtub brew

You may bury me with an enemy in Mount Calvary
You can stack me on a pyre and soak me down with whiskey
Roast me to a blackened crisp and throw me in a pile
I could really give a shit, I'm going out in style

Spread my ashes all about
Dump the sucker out
Toast me for a while
I'm going out in style

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"Going Out In Style" as written by James Patrick Lynch Alexander Barr


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    Song MeaningThis song is near the beginning of an entire album that loosely follows a retrospective of the life of fictional character Cornelius Larkin, beginning with his wake, but the lyrics of this song mostly read as a future wake for Dropkick Murphys singer Ken Casey (as seen in the official music video for the song). There are a ton of references and inside jokes in this song related to Casey's life in Boston.

    Sister Barbara is a nun that taught Casey in grammar school; Chief Wells is the police chief of Milton, Massachusetts; Bobby Orr is a Boston Bruins hockey player; The Flannigans are a family whose stained glass window Casey broke as a child while fighting with their son; Mr. Sluggo is the owner of a couch Casey peed on in his sleep while drunk; Mrs. McAuliffe is a woman whose bedroom Casey had sleepwalked into while drunk at a friend's house; Tom Menino is the current Boston mayor since 1993; Mount Calvary is a cemetery in Boston where many Irish immigrants have been buried; Fenway Park is the famous baseball stadium in downtown Boston; Wolly Beach is in Quincy, Massachusetts (Dropkick's home town); McGreevy's Third Base Saloon is a bar down the street from Fenway owned by Casey; Desi Queally is a friend of the band who has performed gang vocals on previous albums.

    There's probably more in there, but basically, this is a dream of a future wake in which the narrator imagines a massive party with all his friends and everyone he needs to apologize to.
    torqon December 08, 2011   Link
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    General CommentBooked as my funeral song!
    justmey1973on December 29, 2016   Link

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