Bagatelle

Bagatelle - Bainbridge Avenue lyrics

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There’s a hot sun shining on the roadway

Going home and its 8am

I’ve been out all night with the boys from home

seem to spend a lot of time with them

One of them comes from my hometown

But the rest are from far and near, following their daddy’s footsteps,

Tryin’ to make themselves a new life out here.

There’s a cold wind blowing down the alley

Going out and its 10pm

We’ll be out all night with the girls from home

Seem to spend a lot of time with them

we’d give anything to be in Ireland

but there’s nothing for us there but tears

And does anyone in Glockamara ever wonder

How are things with us out here?

The ups and downs of a big old town

will hit you like a freight train here

you gotta learn to stand on your own two feet

But its hard sometimes with all the beer

there’s always somebody standing behind you;

immigration or internal revenue

and I’m slowly going downhill walking up Bainbridge Avenue

Some of us are going to a night class

to get a qualification or two

because we just can’t walk into the police department

like our old folks used to do

in my hometown they cant field a football team

Cause the whole bloody leagues over here

so we help each other keep our act together

and watch our people march every year

The ups and downs of a big old town

will hit you like a freight train here

you gotta learn to stand on your own two feet

But its hard sometimes with all the beer

there’s always somebody standing behind you;

immigration or internal revenue

and I’m slowly going downhill walking up Bainbridge Avenue

At home were just not wanted

But we don’t really mind

there only 5 short hours ahead

but 100 years behind

Two guys in my house work in Wall Street

Because they did their homework back home

and one of my sisters works for IVM

so it’s a good life out here for some

all the bars in the village are open all night

and we go back to hear the music play

but we’ll stay here on the streets of New York City

until the Earls can fly home one day.

The ups and downs of a big old town

will hit you like a freight train here

you gotta learn to stand on your own two feet

But its hard sometimes with all the beer

there’s always somebody standing behind you;

immigration or internal revenue

and I’m slowly going downhill walking up Bainbridge Avenue

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