We've got a lot of people traveling from a lot of places to come see us tonight. We've got a lot of people sitting in their cars tuning in tonight. Sitting in their cars in Belfast and Glasgow, Liverpool and Manchester, Bristol and London. And tonight we're making you all Irish. This is a Dublin story.
And so she woke up
She woke up from where she was lying still
Said I got to do something
About where I'm going
Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving rain
Maybe run from the darkness in the night
Singing ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day ha la la de day
Sweet the sin
Bitter the taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
But I only see one way out
You got to cry with out weeping
Talk without speaking
And scream without raising your voice
You know I took the poison from the poison stream
Then I floated out of here
Singing ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day ha la la de day
Ha la la de day yeah
She runs through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under a black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging, she is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She is running to stand still
I'm still running, still running
I'm still running, still running
Still running, still running
Still running, still running
I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory gate
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
And so she woke up
She woke up from where she was lying still
Said I got to do something
About where I'm going
Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving rain
Maybe run from the darkness in the night
Singing ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day ha la la de day
Sweet the sin
Bitter the taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
But I only see one way out
You got to cry with out weeping
Talk without speaking
And scream without raising your voice
You know I took the poison from the poison stream
Then I floated out of here
Singing ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day ha la la de day
Ha la la de day yeah
She runs through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under a black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging, she is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She is running to stand still
I'm still running, still running
I'm still running, still running
Still running, still running
Still running, still running
I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory gate
Dirty old town
Dirty old town