We had a downstairs neighbor in Hoboken who used to come in drunk at 3 am and blast the same song off the same album, over and over and over again.
Hold on Loosely, by .38 Special.
Now, in Jersey City Heights, we only have to put up with the racist yelling of Teddy The Drunk, down the street. I have never personally seen anyone get punched in the face as many times as him; his neighbor, his associates, random passers-by...