Gniggolf Yllom

Aug 29, 2005 21:28

Well I've drunk to drown, on every ocean I've been
Lake Tanganyika, where the crocodiles swim
Halifax, Nova Scotia to Van Diemen's land
Well I drank with the Sultan, down the Suez Canal

Cause Every Dog Has Its Day
Like every woman, she gets her own way
And if there's a ship that sails tonight
I'll captain that too, just to be there with you

Well there was old Jerry Rooney, who was mad as a mule
Spillblood Maloney had a head like one too
That night on the bridge, with my shovel in hand
Well he threatened to kill me, for sure he picked the wrong man

Cause Every Dog Has Its Day
Like every woman, she gets her own way
And if there's a ship that sails tonight
I'll captain that too, just to be there with you

Well there was mutiny in Lagos, aboard the mean ship Skondi
Ten or twelve days in prison, till the bastards set me free
McCloskey you're free

Cause Every Dog Has Its Day
Like every woman, she gets her own way
And if there's a ship that sails tonight
I'll captain that too, just to be there with you

Now I love the sea and she wants me back
So I leave this ol' harbor, with the wind at my back
Goodbye mother Theresa, I hope the kids settle down
I must head for the Chinas, pray to God I don't drown

For Every Dog Has Its Day
Like every woman, she gets her own way
And if there's a ship that sails tonight
I'll captain that too

Cause Every Dog Has Its Day
Like every woman, she gets her own way
And if there's a ship that sails tonight
I'll captain that too, just to be there with you
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...
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I'll wait for you till I turn blue
There's nothin' more a man can do
Don't get your bollocks in a twist
Settle down, don't take a fit
Ya drank with demons straight form Hell
They almost nearly won as well
Ya wiped the floor with victory
Then puked until you fell asleep

Blackened was the banshee's wail
These boot will never fill her jail
So you crawled into an empty boat
For the Gulf of Mexico
Till Cortez came an' when so did you
From the ashes charred and blue
Smellin' like a Salty Dog
Back from Hell where you belong

Anarchy, the scourge of every sea
The Antichrist aboard a rig
With us your cutthroat thieves
The ship went down we all near drowned
Ya stood there on the deck
Till the Spanish came and flogged yer arse
And dragged you from the wreck

They threw a rope around yer neck
To watch you dance the jig of death
Then left ya for the starvin' crows
Hoverin' like hungry whores
One flew down plucked out yer eye
The other he had in his sights
Ya snarled at him, said leave me be
I need the bugger so I can see

I <3 Flogging Molly
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