It is time for a revolution

It is time for our retribution

This is the beginning of eternity

The riot and the rage; wake up and turn the page

It’s a play of no remorse and of violence of course

Had no choice, we had to fight, for the pride and Irish might

We were not afraid; we’d break them alright

Gangs of New York

Now the cold wind’s blowing in your face

Dead rabbits fight ‘gainst the Bowery boys now

Chorus:

Out in the street there’s a bare knuckle fighting feast

A war in the heart of New York

Blood all around on the square of the battle ground

Raging with knives, bats and guns

We are the boys from Five Points

United we are too strong

Had no choice this is our place bring us to the amazing grace

No one will back down this is our town

Cradle of dust; in this chaos all insects must be crushed

Gangs of New York; now the mob rules are written

Chorus:

Out in the street there’s a bare knuckle fighting feast

A war in the heart of New York

Blood all around on the square of the battle ground

Raging with knives, bats and guns

Out in the street there’s a bare knuckle fighting feast

A war in the heart of New York

Blood all around on the square of the battle ground

Fighting with knives, bats and guns

Solo

Gangs of New York

Now the cold wind’s blowing in your face

Dead rabbits fight ‘gainst the Bowery boys now

Chorus:

Out in the street there’s a bare knuckle fighting feast

A war in the heart of New York

Blood all around on the square of the battle ground

We are forever

Out in the street there’s a bare knuckle fighting feast

A war in the heart of New York

Blood all around on the square of the battle ground

Raging with knives, bats and guns

Gangs of New; now the mob rules are written

Gangs of New York