The Ol' Beggars Bush - Flogging Molly

Stuck on limbo bridge 
Where below me ol' Nick grins 
Then laughs through the chaos of it all 
Gets up off his chair 
Spins a jig to my despair 
He can't wait to count the times where I went wrong

Underneath the bush, lay a beggar out of luck 
On his lips, was a taste he forgets 
His hopes were filled with sand 
That he watched fall through his hand 
Every grain, was a lifetime of regret

So go and bow your head and weep 
For your world won't change while you sleep 
Yeah, go and bow your head and weep 
For the summer that was lost, now is gone

Fertile Mrs. Moore had thirteen kids 
But still looked good 
Till her ol' man jumped leave on a ship 
She never read a book 
But by Christ she understood 
That the meanin' of life 
Starts in bed

So go and bow your head and weep 
For your world won't change while you sleep 
Yeah, go and bow your head and weep 
For the summer that was lost, now is gone

Killer Kilbain kicked me senseless everyday 
I hope that bastard is beneath a head of stone 
Where I'd dance upon his grave 
For all the madness I now crave 
While the scars that remain are still a curse 

So I'm stuck on a limbo bridge 
Where below me ol' Nick grins 
Then laughs through the chaos of it all 
Gets up off his chair 
Spins a jig to my despair 
He can't wait to count the times where I went wrong 
Yeah, he can't wait to count the times where I went wrong