Dropkick Murphys

Dropkick Murphys - (F)lannigan's Ball lyrics

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In the town of Milton one 

Brian Flannigan battered away till his money was spent 

Then he hit a big one and felt like a man again, 

Bought a three decker with two floors for rent 



He threw a big party for friends 

And relations at a grand old place called Florian Hall 

And if you'll just listen I'll make your eyes glisten 

To the rows and the ructions of Flannigan's ball. 



[Chorus:] 

Six long months I spent in quincy, 

Six long months doing nothing at all, 

Six long months I spent in quincy 

Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball 

I stepped out and I stepped in again, 

I stepped out and I stepped in again, 

I stepped out and I stepped in again 

Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball. 



Free beer on tap and wine for the ladies, 

Ziti and sauce for mark porzio 

There were faheys and bradys, 

Mcauliffes and daleys courtin the girls and dancing away. 



Brian tully sang out in his finest form, 

The patron's responded and I lead em all 

I'd spent 6 months at Forbes Academy 

Learning to dance for Flannigan's ball 



[Chorus] 



The boys were hammered the girls were hearty 

Dancing around in couples and groups 

An accident happened young Dennis Flemming 

Put his right leg through miss Finneran's hoops 



This gal she fainted and cried bloody murder, 

Called for her sons and gathered them all, 

Christopher swore he'd go no further 

Till he had revenge at Flannigan's ball 



[Chorus] 



In the midst of the melee 

Miss Collins fainted her cheeks by now were as red as a rose 

Some of the boys declared she was plastered 

Had a small drop to much I suppose 



Young Scotty Jenkins so big and able 

Saw his fair colleen stretched by the wall 

Tore the left leg from under the table 

And smashed all the dishes at Flannigan's ball 



Boy oh boy now this was a rumble myself 

Took a lick from mean Ricky Green 

But I soon replied to that fine introduction 

And gave him a terrible kick in the spleen 



Talent the piper nearly got strangled, 

They squeezed on his bellows, chanters and all, 

The girls in the middle nearly got trampled 

And that put an end to Flannigan's ball 



[Chorus]
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