Katie's Randy Cat - Gang O' the Cat Lyrics

So raise your glasses high, sing out a song of freedom, And let your battle flag fly
We’re the proud and the few and the cry and the hue, we'll tell those bastards why
We are the power of the rebel army, we’re the grit of the street
We’re the voice of the toiling millions
We’re the gang o’ the cat what d’ya think about that, Up the KRC
They follow us to New York City, and watch the race go on
And buy us drinks when our throats are parched, they know the words to every song
From Maggie and Harp to Old Dun Cow, Johnny to Irish Reply
They give us the push to shred and growl, they’re the sparkle in our collective eye
So raise your glasses high, sing out a song of freedom, And let your battle flag fly
We’re the proud and the few and the cry and the hue, we'll tell those bastards why
We're the power of the rebel army, we’re the grit of the street
We’re the voice of the toiling millions
We’re the gang o’ the cat what d’ya think about that, Up the KRC
Dan and Angie tow the line, and Liz will show you how
And Catherine knows the routine by heart, she knows it all by now
Erin might show you the step dance, and Ruthie shouts “Oi!” with glee
Ask Monaghan to buy the shots, he’ll give them all for free
So raise your glasses high, sing out a song of freedom, And let your battle flag fly
We’re the proud and the few and the cry and the hue, we'll tell those bastards why
We are the power of the rebel army, we’re the grit of the street
We’re the voice of the toiling millions
We’re the gang o’ the cat what d’ya think about that, Up the KRC
From Logan’s by the Old Mill Stream, to the Blarney in the Downtown T
Out at Spanky’s on the banks of the muddy Maumee, or O’Shea’s it’s the place to be
Or down to Asheville or up at Levis Square, across the country far and wide
We rumble through the region and we give no quarter, got the Gang o’ the Cat by our side
So raise your glasses high, sing out a song of freedom, And let your battle flag fly
We’re the proud and the few and the cry and the hue, we'll tell those bastards why
We are the power of the rebel army, we’re the grit of the street
We’re the voice of the toiling millions
We’re the gang o’ the cat what d’ya think about that, Up the KRC

So raise your glasses high, sing out a song of freedom, And let your battle flag fly
We’re the proud and the few and the cry and the hue, we'll tell those bastards why
We are the power of the rebel army, we’re the grit of the street
We’re the voice of the toiling millions
We’re the gang o’ the cat what d’ya think about that, Up the KRC
They follow us to New York City, and watch the race go on
And buy us drinks when our throats are parched, they know the words to every song
From Maggie and Harp to Old Dun Cow, Johnny to Irish Reply
They give us the push to shred and growl, they’re the sparkle in our collective eye
So raise your glasses high, sing out a song of freedom, And let your battle flag fly
We’re the proud and the few and the cry and the hue, we'll tell those bastards why
We're the power of the rebel army, we’re the grit of the street
We’re the voice of the toiling millions
We’re the gang o’ the cat what d’ya think about that, Up the KRC
Dan and Angie tow the line, and Liz will show you how
And Catherine knows the routine by heart, she knows it all by now
Erin might show you the step dance, and Ruthie shouts “Oi!” with glee
Ask Monaghan to buy the shots, he’ll give them all for free
So raise your glasses high, sing out a song of freedom, And let your battle flag fly
We’re the proud and the few and the cry and the hue, we'll tell those bastards why
We are the power of the rebel army, we’re the grit of the street
We’re the voice of the toiling millions
We’re the gang o’ the cat what d’ya think about that, Up the KRC
From Logan’s by the Old Mill Stream, to the Blarney in the Downtown T
Out at Spanky’s on the banks of the muddy Maumee, or O’Shea’s it’s the place to be
Or down to Asheville or up at Levis Square, across the country far and wide
We rumble through the region and we give no quarter, got the Gang o’ the Cat by our side
So raise your glasses high, sing out a song of freedom, And let your battle flag fly
We’re the proud and the few and the cry and the hue, we'll tell those bastards why
We are the power of the rebel army, we’re the grit of the street
We’re the voice of the toiling millions
We’re the gang o’ the cat what d’ya think about that, Up the KRC