Flogging Molly

Rank these woods

Where lost ispiration

Ain't that a barrel full of laughs

Wipe you arse of the crumbs on the table

Where they fall hungry on your land

Whatever became of the seed that once grew in your hand

And the darts where you fingers did bleed and the rush to your head

Oh ya won't no no you won't make a fool outa me

Worse things break that are made of elastic

And im no puppet on your show

You won't sing when the singer is songless

Another notch in your fat belt

But green is the heart of your greed

That much I can tell

you may think you're the captain of me

But im your coffinship from hell

And ya won't no no no ya won't,ya won't make a fool outa me

Won't no no no ya won't,ya won't make a fool outa me

So I'll drag theese bones across the edge

With the dead I'll never sleep

Where I'll haunt ya for a thousabd years

Without breath you'll never breath

For an emty shell your grave will a lost for ever more

And ya won't no no no ya won't,ya won't make a fool outa

Wipe that hand that fed you for nothing

Get that monkey of your back

Empty lies and bold celebrations thas not the meaning of successs

But green is the harsh of your greed that much I can tell

And ya won't no no no ya won't make a fool outa me

I says ya won't no no no ya won't make a fool outa me

I says ya won't no no no ya won't make a fool outa me