214 Songtext
von I Dreamed I Dream

The 214
Runs along the river Lee
And it takes my love
Just like a child

That double decker
Holds onto my little fecker
And only God knows
Where he′s at now

Where is he at though?
Where is he at though?
Where is he at though?
Where is he at though?

That old bus caught alight
And it took my love
Behind the veil

He said to me
In a voice more like a scream
"Claire I rode some young one
Back in Glanmire – "


But where is he at though?
Where is he at though?
Where is he at though?
Where is he at though?

I keep having visions
Of him dancing in my kitchen
And with him I imagine
Dancing there

The 214
Once ran along the river Lee
And once took my love
Just like a child

But where is he at though?
Where is he at though?
Where is he at though?
Where is he at though?

I could cut your langer off
And carve her name into your balls
I could get a tiny frame
And hang your langer on your wall


I could shove your face in shit
Feed it to you like a dog
I could set your house on fire
Hear you screaming through the fog

Do I look like your mother from here?
Do I look like the hands of God?

Do I look like your mother from here?
Do I look like the hands of God?