Factories, trains, and houses The place that left me mute I threw back my shoulders Factories, trains, and houses The place that makes some strong Some grow old very quick there No star ever played the cellar bar But then fights do excite you I'm awoken by a handbrake turn outside That sound chills me inside still
And from the corner of Holywell road See the sunset over Saint Donaghs See the sunset over us all See the sunset over Saint Donaghs
I still can hear the crack Of his head on the concrete And then you think you're blessed When you're dropping a tablet Troubled years and fighting Sure it's best in the long run
And from the corner of Holywell road See the sunset over Saint Donaghs See the sunset over us all See the sunset over Saint Donaghs See the sunset over the world