Flogging Molly lyrics
Flogging Molly lyrics
"Tobacco Island lyrics"
White Palms lyrics
Jesus, when you coming backJesus never coming backJesus won?t take me backJesus never coming homeJesus seemed to steal my soulHe?ll never let me go<
Jesus, when you coming backJesus never coming backJesus won?t take me backJesus never coming homeJesus seemed to steal my soulHe?ll never let me go<
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All to hell we must sail
For the Shores of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane grows taller
Than the god we once believed in
Till the butcher and his crown
Raped the land we used to sleep in
Now tommorow chimes of ghostly crimes
That haunt Tobacco Island
'Twas 1659 forgotten now for sure
They drag
The Rapture lyrics
O pull on the rein and haul me in back to the start where eyes first blink to see A flowing mane a cut-glass limb and they're falling soaring so rhyth
ged us from our homelandO pull on the rein and haul me in back to the start where eyes first blink to see A flowing mane a cut-glass limb and they're falling soaring so rhyth
With the musket and their gun
Cromwell and his roundheads
Battered all we know
Shackled hopes of freedom
We're now but stolen goods
Darken the horizon
Blackened from the sun
This rotten cage of Bridgetown
Is where I now belong
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Red leg down a peg
Blistered burns the
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i need more attention and less admiration i can make concessions for your opposition don't try to reform me and destroy my ego so please now let me be
ouli need more attention and less admiration i can make concessions for your opposition don't try to reform me and destroy my ego so please now let me be
The floggings they're a plenty
But reasons there are none
Our backs belong to landlords
Where branded is there name
Paid for with ten shillings
Cheap labor never breaks
The silver moon is shinin'
Cools the copper blood
Where the livin' meet the dead
And together dance as one
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Agony, will
On The Border lyrics
Cruisin' down the center of a two way street Wond'rin' who is really in the driver's seat Mindin' my bus'ness along comes big brother Says, "Son, you better get on on
you cleanse this misery?Cruisin' down the center of a two way street Wond'rin' who is really in the driver's seat Mindin' my bus'ness along comes big brother Says, "Son, you better get on on
For it's never again i'll breathe
The air of home
From this sandy edge
The rolling sea breaks my revenge
With each whisper a thousand waves
I hear roar
I'm coming home
Dark is the horizon
Blackened by the sun
This rotten cage of Bridgetown
Is where I now belong
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