Слова:
Flogging Molly Drunken Lullabies

Next time out to sea Bring enough soul to bury me For I don't want my final jig In a belly of a squid Next time out to sea Bring enough soul to bury

Now I'm aimin' for Heaven But probably wind up down in Hell Where upon this alter I will hang my guilt ridden head But it's time, I'll take before I

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 blossums on his early grave walk

I saw her there fade from afar Her hair gray charcoal takes a drag from her tar I kissed her a smile but her blood red shot eye Said the son never shines

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

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

: Many's the day I took for granted Breathing the air that silenced some As the North Wind blew With its head of thunder Beating its breast with

: If I ever leave this world alive I'll thank for all the things you did in my life If I ever leave this world alive I'll come back down and sit beside

: Next time out to sea Bring enough soul to bury me For I don't want my final jig In the belly of a squid Take my trousers take my shirt Just give