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The Guns of Jericho - Flogging Molly
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The Guns of Jericho Flogging Molly

The Guns of Jericho - Flogging Molly
There's something in my eye
Well, there's something in my throat
Oh, maybe I'm not the man I used to be before
Although I'm feeling strong
It's the bed where I belong
Oh dancing days are over so I'm sipping on
Sipping on a toddy made with love

And who is she, dangling on my knee
The core that is my apple or the cruel banshee
Who am I to say or criticize
To Devil gave me warning so I choose to live a life

Well, perhaps I should go
To where the trumpets roar
And wait to hear the guns of Jericho

I grew up in the East
And I threw up in the West
Oh, rant and raved
And thinking Jesus this is great
King of my domain
Well, there's nothing in a name
And it wasn't long before I grew to realize
Realize the fact we're all the same
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