Biografia:
Flogging Molly é uma banda estadunidense de punk celta formada em Los Angeles, Califórnia, no ano de 1997.
A banda nasceu em uma das muitas tabernas de netos de imigrantes irlandeses do começo do século passado. Muito influenciados por seus antepassados, começaram a tocar na taberna de Molly Malones, em Los Angeles.
O primeiro disco da banda, "Alive Behind the Green Door", foi gravado ao vivo, na taberna.
Em 2002, a banda lança "Drunken Lullabies" que incluía um de seus maiores sucessos, a canção de mesmo nome.
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Outras músicas:
- A Prayer For Me In Silence
- Black Friday Rule
- Cruel Mistress
- Death Valley Queen
- Delilah
- Devil's Dance Floor
- Don't Shut Em Down
- Dont Let Me Die
- Drunken Lulbies
- Drunken Lullabies
- Factory Girls
- Far Away Boys
- Float
- Fuck You I'm Drunk
- Fuck You, I'm Drunk
- If I Ever Leave This World Alive
- Laura
- Light Of A Fading Star
- Lightning Storm
- Man With No Country
- Never Met A Girl Like You Before
- Ol Beggers Bush
- Paddy's Lament
- Punch Drunk Grinning Soul
- Rare Ould Times
- Salty Dog
- Seven Deadly Sins
- Son Never Shines (on Closed Doors)
- Son Never Shines On Closed
- Spoken Wheel
- Swagger
- The Kilburn High Road
- The Likes Of You Again
- The Worst Day Since Yesterday
- This Present State Of Grace
- To Youth
- Tobacco Island
- Us Lesser Gods
- Wanderlust Acoustic
- What's Left Of The Flag
- Whats Left Of The Flag
- Whistles The Wind
- With A Wonder And A Wild Desire
- What’s Left Of The Flag
- Between A Man And A Woman
- Devils Dance Floor
- Dont Shut Em Down
- Every Dog Has Its Day
- From The Back Of A Broken Dream
- Fuck You Im Drunk
- Going Home
- Heart Of The Sea
- Life In A Tenement Square
- Life Is Good
- No More Paddys Lament
- Oliver Boy
- Queen Annes Revenge
- Rebels Of The Sacred Heart
- Reptiles We Woke Up
- Requiem For A Dying Song
- Revolution
- Saints And Sinners
- So Sail On
- Son Never Shines On Closed Doors
- Speed Of Darkness
- The Bride Wore Black
- The Cradle Of Humankind
- The Days Weve Yet To Meet
- The Guns Of Jericho
- The Kilburn High
- The Last Serenade Sailors And Fishermen
- The Story So Far
- The Sun Never Shines
- These Exiled Years
- To Youth My Sweet Roisin Dubh
- Tomorrow Comes A Day Too Soon
- Until We Meet Again
- Us Of Lesser Gods
- Wanderlust
- Within A Mile Of Home
- You Wont Make A Fool Out Of Me
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A D E
You, you never looked so good
A D E
Sipping life down like I wish I could
A D E
But these sober tears are all that's left to shed
D E
Sandy's soul, now made of bread
Face down beneath the rubble lies a man
Tales of the future already in the past
And of himself, well he hasn't much to say
But wake the gods, it's droodlin' day
A E D E
He said, I left my home where the dead never rose
A E D
But the streets of gold I've yet to find
A E D E
And at the end of the day all you can do is pray
A E D E
Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be blind
E A D E
Tomorrow comes a day too soon
E A D E
Tomorrow comes a day too soon
Angel, sweet angel of my youth
Where have you gone? You flew away too soon
This brick I built now builds a higher wall
See it crumble, hear me fall
There hangs the fool, who once had it all
Chorus
D E
And though the road has yet to rise
A D
On these hundred years that passed me by
D E
And the blood with the river flows
A D
Through the crimson field never sung
E
And no never sung
Chorus
A D E
Ahh well you, you never looked so good
You, you never looked so good
A D E
Sipping life down like I wish I could
A D E
But these sober tears are all that's left to shed
D E
Sandy's soul, now made of bread
Face down beneath the rubble lies a man
Tales of the future already in the past
And of himself, well he hasn't much to say
But wake the gods, it's droodlin' day
A E D E
He said, I left my home where the dead never rose
A E D
But the streets of gold I've yet to find
A E D E
And at the end of the day all you can do is pray
A E D E
Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be blind
E A D E
Tomorrow comes a day too soon
E A D E
Tomorrow comes a day too soon
Angel, sweet angel of my youth
Where have you gone? You flew away too soon
This brick I built now builds a higher wall
See it crumble, hear me fall
There hangs the fool, who once had it all
Chorus
D E
And though the road has yet to rise
A D
On these hundred years that passed me by
D E
And the blood with the river flows
A D
Through the crimson field never sung
E
And no never sung
Chorus
A D E
Ahh well you, you never looked so good
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