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
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Capo on the second fret. :D
(My first chord thingy, feel free to post suggestions or questions or email me at
[email protected] :)
C F C
I spent twenty-seven years in this factory
C F C
And the boss man says, 'hey you're not what we need'
C F C
The penguins in the suits they know nothing but greed
F G
It's a solitary life when you've mouths to feed
G C
But who cares about us?
C F C
Now I'm back on the streets With my hands held shut
C F C
I'm a workingman without any work
C F C
Well is this the way it's meant to be
C F C
Because I signed off for the American Dream
C F C
Now, I write my name to the welfare scheme
F G
The money in the bank, well it's history
C F C
So take me down to where the worlds collide
F C F C
And leave me here 'til I'm satisfied
F G
So let the Revolution begin
Now I drag these bones
'Cross the barren land
Where once a city, now an outstretched hand
We can't lose our sense of dignity
While the fat-faced cats lap up the cream
Another disappearing act falls up their sleeves
While the shirts on our back seek refugee
So take me down to where the worlds collide
And leave me here 'til I'm satisfied
'Cause there'll come a day
When all of us will show, we won't be afraid
Although we're crashing, we won't burn
Let the Revolution, the revolution begin
I spent twenty-seven years in this factory
And the boss man says, 'hey you're not what we need'
The penguins in the suits they know nothing but greed
It's a solitary life when you've mouths to feed
So take me down to where the worlds collide
And leave me here 'til I'm satisfied
Do take me down to where the worlds divide
And leave me here I won't compromise
'Cause there'll come a day
When all of us will show, we won't be afraid
'Cause from these ashes we will grow
So let the Revolution, the Revolution, the Revolution begin...
begin...begin...begin...begin...begin
(My first chord thingy, feel free to post suggestions or questions or email me at
[email protected] :)
C F C
I spent twenty-seven years in this factory
C F C
And the boss man says, 'hey you're not what we need'
C F C
The penguins in the suits they know nothing but greed
F G
It's a solitary life when you've mouths to feed
G C
But who cares about us?
C F C
Now I'm back on the streets With my hands held shut
C F C
I'm a workingman without any work
C F C
Well is this the way it's meant to be
C F C
Because I signed off for the American Dream
C F C
Now, I write my name to the welfare scheme
F G
The money in the bank, well it's history
C F C
So take me down to where the worlds collide
F C F C
And leave me here 'til I'm satisfied
F G
So let the Revolution begin
Now I drag these bones
'Cross the barren land
Where once a city, now an outstretched hand
We can't lose our sense of dignity
While the fat-faced cats lap up the cream
Another disappearing act falls up their sleeves
While the shirts on our back seek refugee
So take me down to where the worlds collide
And leave me here 'til I'm satisfied
'Cause there'll come a day
When all of us will show, we won't be afraid
Although we're crashing, we won't burn
Let the Revolution, the revolution begin
I spent twenty-seven years in this factory
And the boss man says, 'hey you're not what we need'
The penguins in the suits they know nothing but greed
It's a solitary life when you've mouths to feed
So take me down to where the worlds collide
And leave me here 'til I'm satisfied
Do take me down to where the worlds divide
And leave me here I won't compromise
'Cause there'll come a day
When all of us will show, we won't be afraid
'Cause from these ashes we will grow
So let the Revolution, the Revolution, the Revolution begin...
begin...begin...begin...begin...begin
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