Here's a little Irish pride. <3 Maith go leor. Made using my "Molly's Flogged" persona... I just wish using the fucking Studio would at least keep the fuckin' persona. lol oh well. **Lyrics and lyric/song structure written and created by 👻 GHOST 👻** [Intro – fiddle + tin whistle over galloping acoustic strum] Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! [Verse 1] I was born in the midst of a Saturday brawl, Where the barkeep poured and the drunkards crawled, With a rosary hung 'round a bottle’s neck, And a curse on the cross that the good Lord wrecked! My mother sang hymns with a slurred amen, My father got lost in a drunken binge, And I learned to dance with the Devil’s grace, On the beat of a boot to a lying face! [Pre-Chorus] So raise your glass to the ghosts that lie, Where the truth and the whiskey speak eye to eye... [Chorus] Sing loud, my friends, 'til the sunlight shines, Through broken bottles and battle cries! We’re sinners all, and the saints ran dry, But we’ll drink, we’ll thrive, we’ll live till we die! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! We’ll drink, we’ll thrive, We’ll drink, we’ll thrive, we’ll live till we die! [Verse 2] The streets sit filled with the preacher’s sin, And the choir boys choke on the smoke within, We trade our shame for a song and a sip, We'll call it faith when we lose our grip. The cobblestones crack 'neath the soldier’s march, And the widows wail and the drunken watch, But the fiddles play on like a siren’s vow, While the world still burns, we're still here somehow! [Pre-Chorus] So spill your soul in a pint of ale, There’s freedom found in a dead man’s tale.... [Chorus] Sing loud, my friends, 'til the sunlight shines, Through broken bottles and battle cries! We’re sinners all, and the saints ran dry, But we’ll drink, we’ll thrive, we’ll live till we die! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! We’ll drink, we’ll thrive, We’ll drink, we’ll thrive, we’ll live till we die! [Bridge – half-time, mournful fiddle] And when they lay me in the ground, Let the bells ring out, let the pipes resound, No tears, no prayers, no shallow cries, Just a toast to the damned with fire in our eyes! [Final Chorus – full energy return] Sing loud, my friends, 'til the sunlight shines, Through broken bottles and battle cries! We’re sinners all, and the saints ran dry, But we’ll drink, we’ll thrive, we’ll live till we die! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! We’ll drink, we’ll thrive, We’ll drink, we’ll thrive, we’ll live till we die! [Outro – fiddle + accordion jam fadeout] Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! (Sláinte!)
