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Flogging Molly
Flogging Molly


Информация
Откуда Los Angeles, California, United States
Жанры Celtic Punk
Folk Punk
Годы 1997—н.в.
Лейблы SideOneDummy Records
Borstal Beat Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Dave King
Bridget Regan
Dennis Casey
Nathen Maxwell
Bob Schmidt
George Schwindt
Matt Hensley



Альбом Flogging Molly


Whiskey On A Sunday (25.07.2006)
25.07.2006
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The Wanderlust (Acoustic)
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Swagger (Live)
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Feel the words from my lips
To your harsh finger tips
Then you know where I come from
Cause I know, yes I know
Everything there is to know
Cause I lost everything I had
See, I Could have danced on the sun
But meh world came undone

Laura

There's no need for tears
Cause there's no need to cry
The love that you leave
Will never be the same
The pain in my head comes straight from the heart
No woman alive could touch who you are

So bye my, Laura
Cause no one could take your place
Bye my Laura
Your beauty will never fade

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And after this song, her spirit lives on
Though your not around you'll never be gone

So bye my Laura
Cause no one can take your place
Bye my Laura
Your beauty will never fade

And I, I could have danced on the sun
But my world came undone
Laura
Yeah, I, I could have danced on the sun
But my world came undone
Bye Bye Laura


So bow down, Laura
Cause no one could take your place
Your beauty will never fade
So bow down, Laura
Cause no one can take your place
Bow down, Laura
Your beauty will never fade

. . .



Must it take a life for hatful eyes
To glisten once again
Five hundred years like Gelignite
Have blown us all to hell
What savior rests while on his cross we die
Has the Shepard led his lambs astray
to the bigot and the gun

Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

I watch and stare as Rosin's eyes
Turn a darker shade of red
And the bullet with this sniper lie
In their bloody gutless cell
Must we starve on crumbs from long ago
Through these bars of men made steel
Is it a great or little thing we fought
Knelt the conscience blessed to kill

Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

Ah, but maybe it's the way you were taught
Or maybe it's the way we fought
But a smile never grins without tears to begin
For each kiss is a cry we all lost
Though there is nothing left to gain
But for the banshee that stole the grave
Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

I sit in and dwell on faces past
Like memories seem to fade
No colour left but black and white
And soon will all turn grey
But may these shadows rise to walk again
With lessons truly learnt
When the blossom flowers in each our hearts
Shall beat a new found flame

Must it take a life for hateful eyes
To glisten once again
Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess
Singin' drunken lullabies

. . .


(Chorus)
Do you still walk the streets at night?
With the Wanderlust you fight
Back to the corner where we went our
seperate ways

Well I'k love to photograph your hand
Then shake it for a while
Cause you learn so much about someone
A brother or a swine

The veins that plough beneath your path
With so many tales to tell
A picture out of focus
In a frame where no one cares

Calm the ocean breeze
Quiet the raging sea
This stormy ship we sail
Is a bottle filled with rage

(Chorus)
Well we walked upon the railroad
Cause the train no longer ran
Where we caught a glimpse of all we missed
From the stars that filled your eyes

With a dollar in your only coat
And a fireball in your hand
You set your sails for better days
Down in South Australia

Dark though it has been
Your old spirit still shines within
These last thirteen years depraved
Of us anything that's worth sayin'

(Chorus)

So raise a cheer to those forgotten years
Back to the corner where we went our
seperate ways

Now the carnival is goin' home
The ferris wheel is spent
For those rovin' years of endless jeers
Have dried all that was left

Calm the ocean breeze
Quiet the raging sea
This stormy ship we sail
Is a bottle filled with rage

(Chorus)

. . .



T'was in the early evenin'
Near the presence of the moon
You told me you would meet me here
Well now is not too soon
This dagger twisting in my back
Tells me I never should
Have trusted everything to fall
From beggar to fool
I see your face like every race
A serpent with two arms
Devouring me while rains the sun
With dreams in foreign lands
This cold dark tormented hell
Is all I'll ever know
So when you get to heaven
May the devil be the judge
With another bag of bricks

I scratch your name across these walls
And with my blood turns red
Then drips upon my killing floor
Where I now call my bed
No precious light to harbor
Like so many here before
Now breathes a thousand more
With another bag of bricks

Temper filled with blindness
Leads this lost and lonely man
Dragged around your whipping tree
A scourge you can't command
So deafen me with silence
Drown me with your roar
Scowl me with your hollow eyes
Still burnin' to the core
No door will go unanswerd
Like so many closed before
No vagabond to knock upon
This tired and beatin' war
When all return to exile
Free from all once bound
Decline and brawl old parasites
The truth will yet be found
With another bag of bricks

This cold dark tormented hell
Is all I'll ever know
So when you get to heaven
May the devil be the judge
With another bag of bricks

. . .



Well I fell into prison about a quarter till three
Where I found in my cell a glass waiting for me
So I filled what was empty and I pulled up a stool
But he stood in the corner, the old devil wouldn't move
He said, "You drink when you're lonely." No I drink when I want!
He said, "You'll never be sober." So would I win that?
I only drink to be merry but unfortunately
I'm in the wrong prison cell and the wrong company

Queen Annes Revenge
Wander Lust
To Youth
Dont Let me Die Still Wonderin'
Within a Mile of Home
The Spoken Wheel
With a Wonder and a Wild Desire

. . .



Here's to you, I sing for my daddy-o
As I lay him down to sleep
It's been so long, since I lost my daddy-o
Hope he's watchin' over me

Wednesday night is mornin' now
As I'm walkin' in the rain
The birds are screaming in my ear
Drivin' me insane
Half the clouds are empty
So the sun burst through the sky
The puddles show reflection
Of a face about to die
Just around the corner, I was goin' round the bend
I ran into a staggerin' fool
Who said he knew my name
He poured himself a whiskey
And his face began to glow
Two men without an answer
Like a dog without a bone

Bringin' in the new year
As the bells began to ring
Fats is in the corner, she's just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin'
When they dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again

Jimbo came from slummin' town
A cold and dreary place
To summerland he found himself
The sun shun on his face
Met a girl called Minnie Pearl
Swore she'd always be his girl
Happy ever after, till the tide ran out again
Pour me all your sorrows
And I'll drink till you are dry
I'll love you in the mornin'
Christ, I'll love ya till you die
I'll never leave so never grieve
I'll be back before ya know
But Jimbo fell into a well
And never rambled home

Carried all his troubles in an unforgivin' bag
Back and forth through painted brick
The colours all seemed bland
I've traveled all these years, he said
To only get this far, so he crossed the street
Found a seat, his home is now a bar

And we'll never see the likes of you again

There must be more to life, than this poxie life
All the agro, all the pain
So he disappeared into his final beer
But the glass was empty, once again, again, again

Woke up in an awful state
Dreamt I was at Peter's Gate
Beggin' for his mercy
And the crimes that were at hand

He told me he was much amused
To see this life I had abused
Best be on your way, but have a swig before you go
So I'm bringing in the New Year
As the bells began to ring
Fat's in the corner, she's just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin'
When they dragged the bugger out

And we'll never see the likes of you again

. . .



Don't know where I'm going

. . .



I want to believe in myself once again
So I dream of a man whose hopes never end
To kiss with a girl who's as lovely as you
I'd give you my heart, if you gave me the truth

And for every tear that is lost from an eye
I'd dig me a well where no man could destroy
I want to believe in a freedom that's bold
But all I remember is the freedom of old

Well I lost me a wife, so I found me a plane
Flew all the way to California
This mess in my head is a mess getting out
Ya drink too much coffee, I drink too much stout

But after a while, when my mouth's not so dry
I'll dance up a storm, sure life's looking fine
But as darkness falls, I return to my bed
Don't ask me more questions, don't fuck with my head

I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule

The buildings they shake but my heart it beats still
Oh mother of Jesus, I feel pretty ill
I want to go home where my feet both feel safe
But there ain't no jobs in the old free state

So I must remain in my new adopted land
I'm doing the best, Hell I'm doin' all I can
So next time you see me, don't ask for my name
For I am the King and sure long may I reign

I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule

I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe
I've been down in this world, down and almost broken
As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule

. . .



Dust falls on the empty halls of my old school
Where the memories fade like the casualty, a forgotten fool
Now wide-eyed has become the blind of spoken rule
As equal only deep is now the word
The lesson's not the answer you once heard

"Don't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down"
She said, "I picked you up each time before you hit the ground
Your selfish face is now erased when someone mentions you
And the darkness that you left is overstepped aside
Will disappear in clouds, the sun arrives
Within a mile of home, within a mile of home"

Oh worry, oh my worry has it been that long?
The whistle keeps on blowing but the chills all gone
His empty frame cannot explain, there's nothing left inside
So sing to me a song from yesterday
When laughter filled the tears that we now make

"Don't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down"
She said, "I picked you up each time before you hit the ground
Your selfish face is now erased when someone mentions you
If only you had seen what I now see
And turned the corner where you would of been
Within a mile of home, within a mile of home"

So sing to me, sing me a song, a song from yesterday
And when the laughter turned these tears before the promises, then they'll slip
away
Don't turn your back on me, don't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down
Don't turn your back on me, don't turn your back on me, don't ever let me down
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home
We are within a mile, we are within a mile, within a mile of home

. . .



His eyes they close
and his last breath spoke
he had seen all to be seen
a life once full
now an empty vase
wilt the blossoms
on his early grave

walk away me boy
walk away me boy
and my morning we'll be free
wipe the golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
then the rosely beads
count to 1 2 3
fell apart as they hit the floor
in a garb of black
we must pay respect
to the color we were born to mourn
walk away me boys
walk away me boys
and my morning we'll be free
wipe the golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me

In his place there grew
an angry festered wound
full of hatered and remourse
where I pick and scratch
til' the blood it matched
the silent rage that now fills my lungs
for there are many ways
to kill a man they say
with bayonette axe or sword
but son the bullet fired
from a shapeless guise
from the shell of a Thompson gun

walk away me boy
walk away me boys
and my morning we'll be free
wipe the golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me

from the east out to the western shore
where many men and many more will fall
but no angel flies with me tonight
though freedom reigns on all
and curse the name for which
we slaved our days
so every men chose Kingdom Come

But sure as night turns to day
it's a passion play
oh my god
what have they done
with madmens rage
well they dug their graves
but the dead rise again you fools

walk away me boy
walk away me boys
and my morning we'll be free
wipe the golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me

walk away me boy
walk away me boys
and my morning we'll be free
wipe the golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me

. . .


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