Текст песни Fight Song - The Stanfields

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 (hey, oh) our own
But we're gonna do it right
Tonight, tonight
We're gonna make it (hey, 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 (hey, oh) our own
But we're gonna do it right
Tonight, tonight
We're gonna make it (hey, 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 (hey, oh) our own
But we're gonna do it right
Tonight, tonight
We're gonna make it (hey, oh) our own
But we're gonna do it right (ooh)

(Woo!)