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Seven Punken Knights - EP

by Seven Drunken Knights

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1.
I first met Molly when I was seventeen She made me want to be free She showed me things that I had never seen Oh, sweet Molly, what do you do to me? She took me out raving and kept me up all night Watching shit on the TV She ensnared my senses in a web of pulsing light Oh sweet Molly, what do you do to me? Molly, you can't stay away The umbrella looks good in the corner, love, but the open door's not safe We're dancing until the break of day Oh, Molly, you're gonna make me pay... Molly is a wild child; an obsessive-compulsive freak She courts chaos in symmetry She'll leave you in the gutter if she sees you when you're weak Oh sweet Molly, what do you do to me? Molly, this cannot be real I'll write letters to all my friends and tell 'em how I feel, Put the boots behind the door where they belong Oh Molly, I wrote you this song. Molly talks shit at a hundred miles an hour about every fucking subject under the sun Mistress of obscurity She left me in bed with pounding head and a fight I never won Oh sweet Molly, what do you do- Molly! You can't stay away, The umbrella looks good in the corner, love, but the open door's not safe, We're dancing without gravity Oh Molly, what do you do to me?
2.
The fire burns out into the night, The sun leaves a black hole in the sky That can't be filled By anyone, we're all left behind, The smoke dances out along The bridges that you built, They will go on, after you've gone They will go on... The rampant monster tore your Irish heart You fought a battle that could not be won Sorry, God's not here, please leave a message after the tone But the bridges that you built, they will go on. The stone and earth are oh so cold, A God of Bridges I was told Exists, where was he When the unclean thing took hold? Was he, is he watching over The bridges that you built? They will go on, after you've gone They will go on... The rampant monster tore your Irish heart You fought a battle that could not be won Sorry, God's not here, please leave a message after the tone But the bridges that you built, they will go on. Sometimes all you can do is try The God of Bridges was a lie I couldn't bring myself to say goodbye The God of Bridges is a lie And with you any faith I had left Withered, crumbled and died And as you cross the final bridge, I hope you find something better than this Waiting for you on the other side.
3.
I'll tell me ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, and stole my comb, But that's alright, til I go home, She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City, She is a-courting, ONE, TWO, THREE! Please won't you tell me who is she? Albert Mooney says he loves her, All the boys are fighting for her, Knock on the door and ring on the bell, Oh my true love, are you well? When she comes as white as snow, Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes, Old Jenny Murray says she'll die If she doesn't get the fella with the rovin' eye, I'll tell me ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, and stole my comb, But that's alright, til I go home, She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City, She is a-courting, ONE, TWO, THREE! Please won't you tell me who is she? Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high As the snow comes tumbling from the sky She's as sweet as apple pie She'll get her own lad by and by When she gets a lad of her own She won't tell her ma when she gets home, Let them all come, as they will, For it's Albert Mooney she loves still. I'll tell me ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, and stole my comb, But that's alright, til I go home, She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City, She is a-courting, ONE, TWO, THREE! Please won't you tell me who is she? I'll tell me ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, and stole my comb, But that's alright, til I go home, She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City, She is a-courting, ONE, TWO, THREE! Please won't you tell me who is she? I'll tell me ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, and stole my comb, But that's alright, til I go home, She is handsome, she is pretty, She is the Belle of Belfast City, She is a-courting, ONE, TWO, THREE! Please won't you tell me who is she?
4.
I first met Molly when I was seventeen She made me want to be free She showed me things that I had never seen Oh, sweet Molly, what do you do to me? She took me out raving and kept me up all night Watching shit on the TV She ensnared my senses in a web of pulsing light Oh sweet Molly, what do you do to me? Molly, you can't stay away The umbrella looks good in the corner, love, but the open door's not safe We're dancing until the break of day Oh, Molly, you're gonna make me pay... Molly is a wild child; an obsessive-compulsive freak She courts chaos in symmetry She'll leave you in the gutter if she sees you when you're weak Oh sweet Molly, what do you do to me? Molly, this cannot be real I'll write letters to all my friends and tell 'em how I feel, Put the boots behind the door where they belong Oh Molly, I wrote you this song. Molly talks shit at a hundred miles an hour about every fucking subject under the sun Mistress of obscurity She left me in bed with pounding head and a fight I never won Oh sweet Molly, what do you do- Molly! You can't stay away, The umbrella looks good in the corner, love, but the open door's not safe, We're dancing without gravity Oh Molly, what do you do to me?
5.
"Could I make a difference?" Jimmy said, "If I put a bullet through my headline, I was raised on all the songs and stories, The myths and phony glories That say that we're all doing fine" Come on, mate, pour me another glass Watch the room gyrate before I pass out on the floor I was raised on all the songs and stories, The myths and phony glories I don't believe them any more. So please don't wake me from my happiness With all these real things that shake me to my core When money gives you the right to take another man's life, Don't wanna live in this world no more. "I can't live in this daze with you," Jimmy said, "Of TV and God and new iPods, let's make a new iDeal We'll tear down all the songs and stories The myths and phony glories Let's do something for the real." So please save me from my happiness With all these real things that shake me to my core When money gives you the right to take a thousand lives Don't wanna live in this world no more Don't wanna live in this world no more.

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released March 17, 2016

Seven Drunken Knights is:

Agnes Galliana - Bodhrán
Cal Murphy - Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drum programming
Joan Palomares - Banjo, Bouzouki, Manola, Backing Vocals
Ruben Rebollo - Flute, Backing Vocals

Honorary Drunken Knight Stephen Whittaker - Drums (Track 5)

Cover photos/Logo designed by Araceli Rodrigo

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