Tuesday, October 25, 2005
This is a job for sugarbooger/HobbyGoblin/Kristen J.
I need help decyphering some lyrics. Damien Dempsey has one of the worst accents I’ve ever heard–even worse than Billy Bragg. (But it’s all part of their charm.) He’s Irish, if that helps with any weird slang he may be using.
Here’s what I can make out so far. Can anyone help me fill in the rest?
Factories by Damien Dempsey
Factories, trains, and houses
The playground of my youth
The place that left me mute (?)
Till I threw back my shoulders
Factories, trains, and houses
The place that makes songs/sons? strong
And hurries you along?
Some grow old very quick there
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The glass and bottle fights
We saw some crazy nights
But then fights still excite you ??
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I knew lads who died
That song chills me inside still
Oh junction come take you away
And in the hay fields we’d squandered the day
And from the corner of Holywell Road (rows? rose?)
See the sunset over St Donna’s
See the sunset over us all
See the sunset over St Donna’s
Some boys want to get me
Because I hit one back
I still can hear the crack
Of his head on the concrete
Doing drugs and drinking
Makes you so depressed
Then you think you’re blessed
When you’re dropping ???
Trouble ?? and fighting
Makes you sad you know
And Mommy had to go
Sure it’s best in the long run
Oh junction come take you away
And in the hay fields we’d squander the day
And from the corner of Holywell Road
See the sunset over St Donna’s
See the sunset over us all
See the sunset over St Donna’s
See the sunset over the world
I posted the song to the radio.blog.