I have to go now. I have a gig to rehearse for. Oh, tell me about that. No.
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Working at McDonald's, hanging out with a 15-year-old schoolboy.
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Okay.
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Okay, I probably will. You know, it's been a, it's been a while since you've been out of the house.
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Take him down!
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# So who the hell are you to tell me what to do? # # You wear a dress and tell me not to wear brown shoes # # D'you think you're man enough # # To wash the makeup off my face right now? # # Don't you know the bigger that they are # # The harder they fall? # # And the boot's on the other foot now # # Buckle up, we're takin' you down # # See, your curtain's fallin', so take your bow # # And who the hell is he to tell me who to be? # # If he wants me dancin', he can watch on MTV # # You try to shut me up, I'll turn the volume up # # And drown you out # # Don't you know the bigger that they are # # The harder they fall? # # Yeah, the boot's on the other foot now # # Buckle up, we're takin' you down # # See, your curtain's fallin', so take your bow # # What's gonna define the rest of your life? # # Start facin' the truth # # You're stuck in a lie # # Sharp end of your knife is pointing at you # # Your up'll be down # # Just hangin' around in gravity boots # # You're stuck in the past, I'm writing the future # # Yeah, the boot's on the other foot now # # Buckle up, we're takin' you down # # And your mask is slippin', so take your bow # # Yeah, you had your time in the sun # # Does it hurt when you're kickin' someone? # # 'Cause the boot's on the other foot # # Boot's on the other foot # # Boot's on the other foot now # # Take a bow. # Thank you! We're Sing Street!
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I'm exactly like my ma. I'm mad.
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So that's my life now.
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As long as you're happy.
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How much is a plane ticket to London? Yeah. Anyway, what about the band? The band will be fine. Just go to London and get a record deal. Come back and just get us out of this shithole. That's not a bad idea, actually. Mm.
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Come in. Hi. Hey. Where are the parents? They're asleep. How was the gig? Great. Hi. This is Raphina?
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That was Sing Street from Dublin. Shh, keep it down.
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# You were racin' like a cannonball... # Nice.
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Yeah. Make a nice piano bit. Yeah.
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Faggots! Hello, Dublin. We're Sing Street from Dublin.
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Okay, that was good, but now it's time for some live music.
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Where do you think you're going? Get back here, you little prick!
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Who's that, Barry? If it's the TV license man, tell him to piss off. What do yous want? - We want to talk to you. - Shut up, you stupid bitch! You know what, Barry, you think you're different from us, and you are. You're bleedin' nuts. We all have one thing in common... me, you and him. We're all shit at school. We're bleedin' useless. - So? - What are you gonna do when you get kicked out of school? Stay at home with your ma and da watching day-time telly, getting wasted? Yeah, okay. Well, we're gonna be in a band. Gigging, on the road. Different venues each night, different women. And d'you know what bands need? What do bands need? Roadies. Someone who is strong. Someone who can fight. Get in here, Barry, and get us another beer! You worthless shite! I'm a worthless shite. I mean, what would you want with me in a fag band? Being in a band is like being in the army. Everyone has everyone's back. D'you think you're up for it? Get in here and get us another can, Barry, or do you want another smack?