Fight Song

They're rattling their rapiers

And prancing in their livery

They're howling at the gates again

Hot time in the old town tonight

Get yourself together and meet me at the magazine

We're gonna have a reckoning

Hot time in the old town tonight

Tonight, tonight

We're gonna make it (eh-oh) our own

But we're gonna do it right

Tonight, tonight

We're gonna make it (eh-oh) our own

But we're gonna do it right (ah)

Rally round the Bannerman

Fire up the forge and muster at the cannery

Hot time in the old town tonight

Keep your wits about you when we turn it up and fall upon

The auld sworn enemy

Hot time in the old town tonight

Tonight, tonight

We're gonna make it (eh-oh) our own

But we're gonna do it right

Tonight, tonight

We're gonna make it (eh-oh) our own

But we're gonna do it right

This is our house

Are you ready for the fisticuffs

The fuss, the muss, the row, the fray?

Hot time in the old town tonight

This is our house

Take your medicine and fly the fiddlin' fuck away

From whence you came

Hot time in the old town tonight

Tonight, tonight

We're gonna make it (eh-oh) our own

But we're gonna do it right

Tonight, tonight

We're gonna make it (eh-oh) our own

But we're gonna do it right (ooh)

(Woo!)