What else?
I'll just try this on it's own, see?
Factories, trains and houses,
playground of my youth.
The place that left me mute
Till I threw back my shoulder
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Factories, trades and houses
The place that makes songs strong
And for these Yuval land
Some grow old very quick there
No star ever played this L .R. Bard
A glass and bottle fight
We saw some crazy nights
But ten fights to excite the air
If I'm awoken by ash
And break for the outside
I knew a lad who died
That sound chills me inside still
Both junctions could take you away
In the hayfields we'd squander the day
From the corner of Holywell Road
See the sun set over St. Annas
See the sun set over us all
See the sunset over St. Thomas
Some boys want to get me
Because I hit one back,
I still can hear the crack of
his head on the concrete
Do ing drugs and drinking
makes you so de pressed
Then you think you're blessed
When you're droppin' out,
I believe
Trouble years and fightin'
Makes you sad, you know
And mommy had to go
Sure it's bested the long run
or junction could take you away
And in the hayfields
we'd squander the day
And from the corner of Holywell Road
See the sunset over St. Thomas
See the sunset over the sun
See the sun set over St. Thomas
See the sun set over the world