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 see for a country mile
Brought it down the road, quick smart
There's always fucking rain and it's always dark
You were at the gate, soaked through
Let's not say a word if it isn't true
Bloomsday
Bloomsday
Bloomsday
Bloomsday
Cordon off the rest, too young
Looking for a thing no doer's done
We won't find it here, my love
Drinking with the Taurus and filing in front of 'em
Oh to be young, once more
I know all the lines lived it all before
Well you were at the gate, soaked through
Never said a word that wasn't true
Bloomsday
Bloomsday
Bloomsday
Bloomsday
Bloomsday
Bloomsday
Bloomsday
Bloomsday
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