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from The Winding Stair to the center of the arched
bridge I watch the dance of Dublin slow, falter, change rhythm as 
the embered waves sink, the flame

and Paddy C
And just last June, the three of them came along with me

We flew out of Chicago direct to Dublin town
We all agreed we'd stop at the first pub

from
And you don't know how it feel to burn the bridges that you need
I swear to God until you burn one
Just another day in the Dubside
Nowadays I'm

buy strip club when I grow up
Now I got purple Sprite in my cup


[bridge]
My grandma used to pop pills
She's drug addict
My hair soft and fury _ Imma