كلمات Bloomsday

Saw the city hall in flames I suppose it doesn't do as much these days You put on your coat and smile Saddest one I've seen for a country mile Brought it down the road, Quicksmart There's always fuckin' rain and it's always dark When you were at the gate soaked through Let's not say a word if it isn't true Bloomsday Bloomsday Bloomsday Bloomsday Cordoned off the rest, too young Looking for a thing no do-er's done We won't find it here my love Drinking with the tourists and fighting in front of them Oh, to be young Once more I know all the lines lived it all before When you were at the gate soaked through Never said a word that wasn't true Bloomsday Bloomsday Bloomsday Bloomsday Bloomsday Bloomsday Bloomsday Bloomsday