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Flogging Molly
Drank away the rest of the day
Wonder what my liver'd say
Drink, that's all you can
Blackened days with their bigger gales
Blow in your parlor to discuss the day
Listen, that's all you can
Ah But don't, no don't sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat
Sick and tired of what to say
No one listens anyway
Sing, that's all you can
Ramblin' years of lousy luck
You miss the smell of burnin' turf
Dream, that's all you can
Ah But don't, no don't sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat
Singled out for who you are
It takes all types to judge a man
Feel, that's all you can
Filthy suits with bigot ears
Hiding behind their own worst fears
Live, that's all you can
It's all you can.
It's all you can... Do.
No matter where I put my head
I'll wake up feelin' sound again
Breathe, it's all you can
Tomorrow smells of less decay
The flowers greet this bloomin' fray
Be thankful, that's all you can
Ah But don't, no don't sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat
A ripe old age
That's what I am
A ripe old age
Just doin' the best I can
Wonder what my liver'd say
Drink, that's all you can
Blackened days with their bigger gales
Blow in your parlor to discuss the day
Listen, that's all you can
Ah But don't, no don't sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat
Sick and tired of what to say
No one listens anyway
Sing, that's all you can
Ramblin' years of lousy luck
You miss the smell of burnin' turf
Dream, that's all you can
Ah But don't, no don't sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat
Singled out for who you are
It takes all types to judge a man
Feel, that's all you can
Filthy suits with bigot ears
Hiding behind their own worst fears
Live, that's all you can
It's all you can.
It's all you can... Do.
No matter where I put my head
I'll wake up feelin' sound again
Breathe, it's all you can
Tomorrow smells of less decay
The flowers greet this bloomin' fray
Be thankful, that's all you can
Ah But don't, no don't sink the boat
That you built, you built to keep afloat
A ripe old age
That's what I am
A ripe old age
Just doin' the best I can
De var så sjukt bra.
Jag lärde mig drunken lullabies på gitarr här om dagen ^___^
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