Flogging Molly has released six major studio albums, Swagger, Drunken Lullabies, Within a Mile of Home, Float, Speed of Darkness, and Life is Good as well as an independent live album entitled Alive Behind the Green Door. Also, they released a CD/DVD combo entitled Whiskey On A Sunday, which included a CD with acoustic tracks of many of the band's songs and a brand new studio track, "Laura". They have toured with the Warped Tour and Larry Kirwan's American Fléadh Festival. They also contributed to the Rock Against Bush project. Also, as of late they have done extensive touring with the self proclaimed Gypsy punk band, Gogol Bordello, which is also signed under SideOneDummy Records.
Their music is heavily influenced by such bands as The Pogues,The Dubliners, Johnny Cash and ranges from boisterous punk rock like the pirate-themed "Salty Dog" and "Seven Deadly Sins," or the defiant "What's Left of the Flag" and "Rebels of the Sacred Heart" to more somber songs like "Far Away Boys", "The Sun Never Shines (On Closed Doors)", or "Death Valley Queen". In the Whiskey On A Sunday DVD King describes the band's music as a '21st century version of The Dubliners.'
The driving forces behind the music tend to be Dave King's gravelly voice and Bridget's manic fiddling. Prior to forming Flogging Molly, Dave King was the vocalist for Fastway, a late 80s-early 90s heavy metal band, featuring guitarist Eddie Clarke of Motörhead.
The band released a DVD and a full-length album entitled "Whiskey on a Sunday" on July 25th 2006.
The DVD "Whiskey on a Sunday" contains a two hour documentary that gives viewers insight into how the band members found each other and also talks about the members' attitude towards life, events that have shaped their lives and their motivation for making music.
The band released "Float" on March 4, 2008. It includes the band's first two chart hits: "Requiem for a Dying Song" (#35 Billboard Modern Rock) and "Float" (#40 on the same chart). During the tour for the album, vocalist Dave King married the band's fiddle player Bridget Regan in Tokyo, Japan.
The Speed of Darkness Songfacts says the band's fifth album, Speed of Darkness was released on May 31, 2011 by the band's own record label, Borstal Beat Records.The set was recorded at Echo Mountain, an old church building turned recording studio in Asheville, North Carolina. It was produced by Ryan Hewitt, who has also worked with the Red Hot Chili Peppers and The Avett Brothers.
Life Is Good is the name of the sixth studio album by Flogging Molly that was released on 2 June 2017. Their first studio album in 6 years (following 2011's Speed of Darkness), it is also their first album to feature drummer Mike Alonso.
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The Likes of You Again
Flogging Molly Lyrics
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As I lay him down to sleep
It's been so long, since I lost my daddy-o
Hope he's watchin' over me
Wednesday night is mornin' now
As I'm walkin' in the rain
The birds are screaming in my ear
Half the clouds are empty so the sun burst through the sky
The puddles show reflection of a face about to die
Just around the corner, I was goin' round the bend
I ran into a staggerin' fool who said he knew my name
He poured himself a whiskey and his face began to glow
Two men without and answer like a dog without a bone
Bringin' in the new year as the bells began to ring
Fats is in the corner, she's just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin' when they dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again
Jimbo came from slummin town a cold and dreary place
To summerland he found himself the sun shun on his face
Met a girl called Minnie Pearl swore she'd always be his girl
Happy ever after, 'till the tide ran out again
Pour me all your sorrows and I'll drink till you are dry
I'll love you in the mornin', Christ, I'll love ya till you die
I'll never leave so never grieve, I'll be back before ya know
But Jimbo fell into a well and never rambled home
Carried all his troubles in an unforgivin' bag
Back and forth through painted brick the colors all seemed bland
I've traveled all these years, he said to only get this far
So he crossed the street found a seat, his home is now a bar
And we'll never see the likes of you again
No, we'll never see the likes of you again
There must be more to life, than this poxie life
All the aggro, all the pain
So he disappeared into this final beer
But the glass was empty, once again, again, again
Woke up in an awful state dreamt I was at Peter's Gate
Beggin' for his mercy and the crimes that were at hand
He told me he was much amused to see this life I had abused
Best be on your way, but have a swig before you go
So I'm bringin' in the New Year as the bells began to ring
Fats is in the corner, she's just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin' when the dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again
No, we'll never see the likes of you again
No, we'll never see the likes of you again
The Flogging Molly song "The Likes of You Again" is a poignant tribute to loved ones who have passed away, as well as a reflection on the struggle and pain of everyday life. The opening verse is a direct address to the singer's deceased father, expressing the enduring love and connection the singer continues to feel even after his loss. The next stanza describes the singer's experience walking in the rain, with the natural world reflecting his inner turmoil and despair. The encounter with the "staggerin' fool" is a reminder of the randomness and unpredictability of life, and the fleeting connections we make with others along the way.
The two additional stories in the song are both tales of love and loss. Jimbo and Minnie Pearl's romance is sweet but ultimately doomed, as Jimbo falls into a well and never returns. The final verse is a surreal encounter with St. Peter at the gates of heaven, where the singer is eventually dismissed with a "best be on your way."
Throughout the song, the singer's pain and sense of aimlessness is balanced by the camaraderie and joy of the crowd in the bar, who come together to celebrate and commiserate. The repeated chorus of "and we'll never see the likes of you again" could be interpreted as both a nostalgic tribute to the departed loved ones, and a recognition of the fleeting nature of life itself.
Line by Line Meaning
Here's to you, I sing for my daddy-o
As I lay him down to sleep
It's been so long, since I lost my daddy-o
Hope he's watchin' over me
The singer is paying tribute to their father who has passed away and hoping they are still watching over them.
Wednesday night is mornin' now
As I'm walkin' in the rain
The birds are screaming in my ear
Drivin' me insane
The singer is describing a disorienting experience of walking in the rain and feeling overwhelmed by the sounds around them.
Half the clouds are empty so the sun burst through the sky
The puddles show reflection of a face about to die
Just around the corner, I was goin' round the bend
I ran into a staggerin' fool who said he knew my name
The singer is describing a surreal moment where they encounter a stranger who claims to know them while reflecting on mortality and the transience of life.
He poured himself a whiskey and his face began to glow
Two men without and answer like a dog without a bone
The singer is observing a man drinking whisky and commenting on the feelings of uncertainty and confusion that they both share.
Bringin' in the new year as the bells began to ring
Fats is in the corner, she's just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin' when they dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again
The singer is describing the raucous celebration of the new year with a sense of finality and closure, implying that someone is leaving or passing away.
Jimbo came from slummin town a cold and dreary place
To summerland he found himself the sun shun on his face
Met a girl called Minnie Pearl swore she'd always be his girl
Happy ever after, 'till the tide ran out again
The singer is telling a story about a man named Jimbo who finds happiness in a new place but ultimately loses it due to external circumstances beyond his control.
Pour me all your sorrows and I'll drink till you are dry
I'll love you in the mornin', Christ, I'll love ya till you die
I'll never leave so never grieve, I'll be back before ya know
But Jimbo fell into a well and never rambled home
The singer is describing a person who is willing to take on other people's emotional burdens and promises loyalty and support, only to recount the tragic ending of Jimbo's story.
Carried all his troubles in an unforgivin' bag
Back and forth through painted brick the colors all seemed bland
I've traveled all these years, he said to only get this far
So he crossed the street found a seat, his home is now a bar
And we'll never see the likes of you again
The singer is continuing Jimbo's story, describing his sense of restlessness and dissatisfaction with life, ultimately leading him to live in a bar and never truly moving forward.
There must be more to life, than this poxie life
All the aggro, all the pain
So he disappeared into this final beer
But the glass was empty, once again, again, again
The singer is reflecting on Jimbo's struggles and his search for more meaning in life, which ultimately ends in disappointment and emptiness.
Woke up in an awful state dreamt I was at Peter's Gate
Beggin' for his mercy and the crimes that were at hand
He told me he was much amused to see this life I had abused
Best be on your way, but have a swig before you go
The singer has a dream about being judged upon their death but ultimately being redirected to continue living, albeit with a sense of irony and amusement.
So I'm bringin' in the New Year as the bells began to ring
Fats is in the corner, she's just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin' when the dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again
No, we'll never see the likes of you again
No, we'll never see the likes of you again
The song ends with a repetition of the chorus, emphasizing the sense of finality and closure in the celebrations while hinting at a sense of loss or departure.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: BRIDGET A REGAN, DAVID R KING, DENNIS CASEY, GEORGE EDWARD SCHWINDT, MATTHEW A HENSLEY, NATHEN MAXWELL, ROBERT ANTHONY SCHMIDT
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@lodoly3368
Here's to you, I sing for my daddy-o
As I lay him down to sleep
It's been so long, since I lost my daddy-o
Hope he's watchin' over me
Two, three, four
Wednesday night is mornin' now
As I'm walkin' in the rain
The birds are screaming in my ear
Drivin' me insane.
Half the clouds are empty
So the sun burst through the sky
The puddles show reflection
Of a face about to die
Just around the corner
I was goin' 'round the bend
I ran into a staggerin' fool
Who said he knew my name
He poured himself a whiskey
And his face began to glow
Two men without an answer
Like a dog without a bone
Bringin' in the new year
The bells began to ring
Fats is in the corner
Just about to sing
Time to get another
Before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin'
When they dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again
Jimbo came from slummin' town
A cold and dreary place
To summerland he found himself
The sun shown on his face
Met a girl called Minnie Pearl
Swore she'd always be his girl
Happy ever after
Till the tide ran out again
Pour me all your sorrows
And I'll drink till you are dry
I'll love you in the mornin'
Christ, I'll love ya till you die
I'll never leave so never grieve
I'll be back before ya know
But Jimbo fell into a well
And never rambled home
Carried all his troubles
In an unforgivin' bag
Back and forth through painted brick
The colours all seemed bland
I've traveled all these years, he said
To only get this far
So he crossed the street, found a seat
His home is now a bar
And we'll never see the likes of you again
No we'll never see the likes of you again
There must be more to life
Than this poxy life
All the agro, all the pain
So he disappeared into his final beer
But the glass was empty, once again, again, again
Woke up in an awful state
Dreamt I was at Peter's Gate
Beggin' for his mercy
And the crimes that were at hand
He told me he was much amused
To see this life I had abused
Best be on your way
But have a swig before you go
So I'm bringing in the New Year
As the bells began to ring
Fat's in the corner
Just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin'
When they dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again
No we'll never see the likes of you again
No we'll never see the likes of you again
@zack11189
My dad loved Flogging Molly. They were always his favorite band and one of mine. We would listen and sing together in the car. He always joked "When I die, you gotta play this one at my funeral. But that's not a for a good while yet."
He passed years ago now. Just a few months before I turned 21. I didn't have the heart to play it at his funeral in front of everyone. But on the way to the cemetery I played it alone in the car with a picture of him at my side. I hope you're resting well dad. I'll never stop loving you.
@jamesmorand847
My life was forever changed because of this album
@richardzehrung7088
Lost my father earlier this year
I keep playing this song
@danielosullivan3110
Never forget Dad ☘️🚬🥂
@puggzdeathmarch2414
Lost my father the same time this song came out. I play it every year. Only once.
@Twobeless1
puggz deathmarch I do the same thing. It's been 4 years now. ❤️
@danielosullivan3110
☘️🚬🥂
@IrelandVonVicious
Loved this song since it came out.
Today is my day to grieve.
@danielosullivan3110
☘️🚬🥂
@lodoly3368
Here's to you, I sing for my daddy-o
As I lay him down to sleep
It's been so long, since I lost my daddy-o
Hope he's watchin' over me
Two, three, four
Wednesday night is mornin' now
As I'm walkin' in the rain
The birds are screaming in my ear
Drivin' me insane.
Half the clouds are empty
So the sun burst through the sky
The puddles show reflection
Of a face about to die
Just around the corner
I was goin' 'round the bend
I ran into a staggerin' fool
Who said he knew my name
He poured himself a whiskey
And his face began to glow
Two men without an answer
Like a dog without a bone
Bringin' in the new year
The bells began to ring
Fats is in the corner
Just about to sing
Time to get another
Before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin'
When they dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again
Jimbo came from slummin' town
A cold and dreary place
To summerland he found himself
The sun shown on his face
Met a girl called Minnie Pearl
Swore she'd always be his girl
Happy ever after
Till the tide ran out again
Pour me all your sorrows
And I'll drink till you are dry
I'll love you in the mornin'
Christ, I'll love ya till you die
I'll never leave so never grieve
I'll be back before ya know
But Jimbo fell into a well
And never rambled home
Carried all his troubles
In an unforgivin' bag
Back and forth through painted brick
The colours all seemed bland
I've traveled all these years, he said
To only get this far
So he crossed the street, found a seat
His home is now a bar
And we'll never see the likes of you again
No we'll never see the likes of you again
There must be more to life
Than this poxy life
All the agro, all the pain
So he disappeared into his final beer
But the glass was empty, once again, again, again
Woke up in an awful state
Dreamt I was at Peter's Gate
Beggin' for his mercy
And the crimes that were at hand
He told me he was much amused
To see this life I had abused
Best be on your way
But have a swig before you go
So I'm bringing in the New Year
As the bells began to ring
Fat's in the corner
Just about to sing
Time to get another, before the final shout
You should have heard them roarin'
When they dragged the bugger out
And we'll never see the likes of you again
No we'll never see the likes of you again
No we'll never see the likes of you again