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The Attagirls EP

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1.
Attagirls! 03:00
I will not toss my wedding ring into a melting pot I will not raise three children in one room I refuse to be grateful for all that I’ve got Cos I’ve got a spitfire in me and sykes knife in my heart Go down kicking and screaming Your ears covered and bleeding Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Go down fucking and fighting Can’t you see, man I’m working? Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! I’ve been tuning up this griffin that’s been cursing back at me It’s been snarling like dogs fighting for a bone But the balloons above Southampton were a target for to see ‘Til the props were taking over We were high above the sea Go down kicking and screaming Your ears covered and bleeding Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Go down fucking and fighting Can’t you see, man I’m working? Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! I did not drink straight whisky ‘til the Krauts invaded France I did not walk myself home alone I did not show grown men how to hold me as we danced Spit when I turn my head to the side Now this is a romance – hey! Go down kicking and screaming Your ears covered and bleeding Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Go down fucking and fighting Can’t you see, man I’m working? Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! A few more fresh pressed trouser legs Now the boys are in Berlin Run ragged, run screaming Now my papers handed in If I’m back at a stove top, hell will freeze that day Because I’ve heard it hath no fury Like a woman underpaid – hey! Go down kicking and screaming Your ears covered and bleeding Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Go down fucking and fighting Can’t you see, man I’m working? Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls! Attagirls, attagirls, attagirls!
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She appears in rare readings And only to young women And only in times of crisis New truths shuffled into focus I dealt her from the deck Two times that same week A woman with blood on her wedding gown And a knife between her teeth I said, Ladies, meet the Housekeeper card Now, she can be your downfall Or she can be your start And she only wants the best for you Like she never got for herself She sees you at the bottom and she’s coming down to help Tuesday’s girl was easy She had a cut still on her forearm I asked her if he knew she’d come As I placed the card into her palm And she wouldn’t look me in the eye When she said she could breath When he held her down – when he covered her mouth She said: I heard you help girls like me I said: Lady, meet the Housekeeper card Now, she can be your downfall Or she can be your start And she only wants the best for you Like she never got for herself She sees you at the bottom and she’s coming down to help Marguerite had broken teeth but her husband never strayed He said he only had eyes for her, and with his fists he kept it that way She said: I know he loves me! He cries when he sees me hurt But I won’t let the kids see this And I can’t afford the dental work So swab his cheeks while he’s been sleeping Collect up any food he’s eating Distract him while he’s shaving just to get a drop of blood And I’ll take these when the moon if full With a softwood fire and a stray dog’s skull And wait for her to rise up from the mud Oh here she comes! Oh here she comes! Oh here she comes! Ladies: meet the Housekeeper card Now, she can be your downfall Or she can be your start And she only wants the best for you Like she never got for herself She sees you at the bottom and she’s coming down to help
3.
When we took over the city We tried to tell everyone not to be scared And spare me your pity If you’re gonna shoot me just shoot me, I swear No I’m not from here No I can’t read what my name is printed on No I’m not like you No I’m not some girl inspired by loss The second I open my mouth is the moment my cover is blown Profound this, account this, and pointing he said: Give the Countess a cell of her own And Connolly reminds me I came to our first meeting with a crown on my head And I want to be near him But Connolly’s shot and now Connolly’s dead No I’m not his lover No I don’t know the town he was born But he was my brother And our parents were country and love of the cause The second I open my mouth is the moment my cover is blown Profound this, account this, and pointing he said Give the Countess a cell of her own She told me her name so And I could have sworn she was pulling my leg But she spoke it with gusto Asked politely if she could collect her dead And I know she’s not from here And I know she’s got something tucked into her belt But I’ve heard of her father And I see the resemblance and I’m screaming for help The second I stand up to fight, the blood rushes out of my side Profound this, account this, the Countess is shot But two British officers died! And Maude wraps her arms around me and says “Love, we must go on” I feel less alone when she is near But remember that Maude is Maude Gonne No I’m not over it I’m not as English as I seem Just let me be one of you I left my heart on Stephen’s Green The second I cast my vote is the moment i know it’s all over Profound this, account this, the Countess in government But somebody ask where her friends went
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Rosalie missed chapel on the morning of the twelfth And Sister Mary Thomas Swore she’d give her hell If that ever happened, we’re not really sure Mary Thomas’s ruler stayed underneath the board Sister Jude smoke cigars and she carried a pocket knife We heard she did trapeze And while falling she found Christ She said: Girls, whether or not you’re called to God, Whatever you do, give it everything you’ve got And I don’t know how it started Or when it will be done But each time we get together we scream God bless the Gumley nuns And I don’t know if they’ll hear us But from the top-top of our lungs Each time we get together we scream God bless the Gumley nuns Sister Bernadette kept gin In a small flask at her hip And Marguerite she stole it, and we each had a sip Bernadette she caught us I tried to hide it in my dress She said: girls, if you get curious I keep the good stuff in my desk Sister Anne was an Arsenal fan Her rosary was red and white When Michael Thomas scored she said That’s when she saw the light She said: girls, when it comes time to choose your lot Whatever you do, Give it everything you’ve got And I don’t know how it started Or when it will be done But each time we get together we scream God bless the Gumley nuns And I don’t know if they’ll hear us But from the top-top of our lungs Each time we get together we scream God bless the Gumley nuns So girls let’s raise our pints up Let’s sink another one It’s so damn good to see you and sing God bless the Gumley nuns

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released February 14, 2018

The Attagirls EP was recorded underneath a railway arch in Deptford, and in a flat in Edinburgh.

All songs written, arranged, performed, and produced by Caroline O'Donoghue, Harry Harris, and Ellie Cowan.

Artwork by Gavin Day

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