Из альбома: Live: From the Cradle to the Stage

They're closing down the farmers market
And traffic's building down the lane
I'm an angry taxi driver's target

But that's okay
It's just the way he shakes his pain

Somedays my lover can't complete me
Sometimes my work cannot be done
Somedays I see my sun as setting
And I don't know, I don't know which way to run

And everytime I see you dance my Wild Irish Rose
I want to jump up on stage with you
I want to give you my clothes
And let the devil take my soul

The sign said "Live Exotic Dancers"
Not surprised I find my self inside
It's like I'm looking for some answer
For why my spirits dead inside

And everytime I see you dance my Wild Irish Rose
I want to jump up on stage with you
I want to give you my clothes
And let the devil take my soul

And I never met my great grandfather
But I swear I saw his ghost last night
He looked just like he looked in pictures
Except he was not black and white

And everytime I see you dance my Wild Irish Rose
I want to jump up on stage with you
I want to give you my clothes
And let the devil take my soul

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