Fisticuffs
They found james ambrose dead in his cell,
A gaping gash in his arm had drained him down to hell.
No one knew for sure if ambrose was his name.
They called him yankee sullivan in early days of fame.
He'd known the game of fisticuffs had always treated him right .
But no one knew the men who came and took his life that night
He'd spent some time in botany bay atoning for his sins.
He fought a bout with hammer lane and took a tainted win.
He was the hero of the bowery, a prince of lawless times.
Then was battered by the butcherman in 1849.
He knew the game of fisticuffs, he knew the game of might.
But no one knew the men who came and took his life one night.
He knew the game of fisticuffs.
Lilly and mccoy were shy of a hundred and forty pounds.
In 1842 they went a hundred and eighteen rounds.
They begged mccoy to cash it in, he said that he would not.
Got up and fought one more round then died right on the spot.
He knew the game of fisticuffs, he knew the game of fight.
But no one knew the game would come and take his life that night.
Soco na Cara
Encontraram James Ambrose morto na cela,
Um corte profundo no braço o levou pro inferno.
Ninguém sabia ao certo se Ambrose era seu nome.
Chamavam-no de Yankee Sullivan nos primeiros dias de fama.
Ele conhecia o jogo de socos, sempre o tratou bem.
Mas ninguém sabia dos homens que vieram e tiraram sua vida naquela noite.
Ele passou um tempo em Botany Bay, pagando pelos seus pecados.
Lutou uma luta com Hammer Lane e ganhou de forma duvidosa.
Era o herói do Bowery, um príncipe de tempos sem lei.
Depois foi espancado pelo Butcherman em 1849.
Ele conhecia o jogo de socos, sabia do poder da luta.
Mas ninguém sabia dos homens que vieram e tiraram sua vida uma noite.
Ele conhecia o jogo de socos.
Lilly e McCoy pesavam quase cento e quarenta quilos.
Em 1842, foram cento e dezoito rounds.
Imploraram a McCoy pra desistir, mas ele disse que não.
Levantou e lutou mais um round, depois morreu na hora.
Ele conhecia o jogo de socos, sabia como era a briga.
Mas ninguém sabia que o jogo viria e tiraria sua vida naquela noite.
Composição: Brain / Larry LaLonde / Les Claypool / Primus