Build a bridge or maybe two
Together held with footsteps she outgrew
But now she sits alone, everyone's long gone
She dances in a photograph
When it was good to joke and have a laugh
But that was yesterday, if only today
Now the walls are crawling faces
that still breathe
But before she nods her head what's left but sleep

(Chorus 1)
She hears a chorus of factory girls
Singin' in the streets
Drinkin' their coca-colas
After washing your filthy sheets

Chasin' down the avenue
After a childhood that she never knew
Choking on woodbine
Cigarettes just kill the time
Now the walls are crawling faces
that still breathe
But before she nods her head what's left but sleep

(Chorus 2)
She hears a chorus of factory girls
Singin' aoin and all
Empty are their pockets
But their voices are filled with song

Come day go day
Wish in my heart it was Sunday
Drinking buttermilk all the week
And whiskey on a Sunday (traditional)

Now the walls are crawling faces
that still breathe
But before she nods her head what's left but sleep

(Chorus 1)
(Chorus 2)

Slayed Richard and his court of Kings
He stole my heart and many other things
But me I took his crown
Wish he was here to steal it now

"Factory Girls" - Flogging Molly

So i will pave this road 'till glory
sets our broken spirits free
From every cross-soaked rain pours endless rain
with tears no eyes should see
but they could fill our highest ocean
and the rivers in between
With every blade that flowers must scrold and drown
with love our cruelest sea

[Chorus]
So with a wonder and a wild desire
I will crawl from under every weight
With a wonder and a wild desire
Bless the day it was I shared your name
Yesterday forever speaks your grave

Hail the shower from the broadside
To the heavens down below
Draw one last breath from your famine ship
Sink the hunger in us all

Shake the hand that speaks of freedom
Kiss hate one final bow
Till each twilight falls
Then rests till dawn and tomorrow's
never sleep

(Chorus)

And of the fool we shall not mention
That depraves the cries of youth
Drag not your strength from government
But from the voices they abuse

(Chorus)

Only time will tell
When this rain of Hell
Shall wither in defeat
Separate the bread they forgot to share
To the mouths still left to feed
Though this body ached then disappeared
Into the ground now seeds
He said I, I'll always comfort thee

So I will pave this road till glory
Watch as our broken spirit's soul
Resonate with perfect reason
Shut life's last gloomy door

(Chorus)

"With a Wonder and Wild Desire" - Flogging Molly

Well I know,
I miss more then I hit,
with a face,
that was launched to sink,
and I seldom feel the bright relief,
It's been the worst day since yesterday,
If there's one thing I have said,
is that the dreams I once had
now lay in bed,
as the four winds blow,
my wits through the door,
it's been the worst day since yesterday,
fallen' down to you sweet ground,
when the flowers they bloom,
well its there I'll be found,
hurry back to me,
my wild calling,
its been the worst day since yesterday,
Though these wounds have seen no wars,
except for the scars I have ignored,
and this endless crutch well its never enough,
it's been the worst day since yesterday,
hell says hello,
well its time I should go,
to pastures green that I've yet to see
hurry back to me my wild calling,
it's been the worst day since yesterday,
it's been the worst day since yesterday,
it's been the worst day since yesterday.

"Worst Day since Yesterday" - Flogging Molly

"I'll wait for you till I turn blue,
There's nothing more that a man can do,
Don't get your bollocks in a twist,
Settle down don't take a fit,
You drank with demons straight from hell,
They almost nearly won as well,
You wiped the floor with victory,
Then puked until you fell asleep.

Blackened was the banshees wail,
thes boots 'll never fit her jail,
So you crawled into an empty boat,
for the gulf of mexico,
'til Cortez came an' when so did you
from the ashes charred and blue,
Smelling like a Salty Dog,
Back From hell where you belong.

Anarchy, the scourge of every sea,
The antichrist aboard a rig,
With us your cutthroat thieves
The ship went down we all near drowned,
You stood there on the deck,
Until the spanish came and flogged ur arse,
and dragged ya from the wreck,

They threw a rope around yer neck,
To watch ya dance the jig of death,
They left ya for the starvin crows,
hoverin like hungry whores,
One flew down plucked out yer eye,
The other he had in his sights
ya snarled at him, said leave it be
I need the bugger so i can see."

"Salty Dog" - Flogging Molly