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 wrongUnderneath 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 regretSo 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
For the summer that was lost, now is goneFertile 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 bedSo 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
Yeah, the summer that was lost, now is goneKiller 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 curseSo 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 wrongSo 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
Yeah, the summer that was lost, now is gone
Yeah, the summer that was lost, now is gone
For the summer that was lost, now is gone
Songwriters
BRIDGET A REGAN, DAVID R KING, DENNIS CASEY, GEORGE EDWARD SCHWINDT, MATTHEW A HENSLEY, NATHEN MAXWELL, ROBERT ANTHONY SCHMIDTPublished by
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