She was born in the city to die in a slum
Of bathtub Madonnas and porcelain guns
Left behind land of whom you are a daughter
But you wear their disease like a badge of honour

God in heaven what have I done?
Drank halfway to Jesus and I started to run
Mother Mercy where have I been?
One night with the Irish and I’m in love again

I danced to your corner, we talked about art
You had that distracted, bored kind of want
We drank all their liquor, the best that they had
Necked all the way home in the back of the cab

God in heaven what have I done?
Drank halfway to Jesus and I started to run
Mother Mercy where have I been?
One night with the Irish and I’m in love again

Those old insurrections, the body of lies
The wickedest words for the thorn in your side
And I am caught under the spell of your eyes…

I drank from your bottle, shared your last smoke
We talked revolution, justice and hope
I laid my soul bare on the floor of your kitchen
And I swear by the morning I’ll kick the addiction

God in heaven what have I done?
Drank halfway to Jesus and I started to run
Mother mercy where have I been?
One night with the Irish and I’m in love again
One night with the Irish and I’m in trouble again


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