Christy Moore - The Stardust Song lyrics
[Christy Moore - The Stardust Song lyrics]
St valentine’s day comes around once a year
All our thought turn to love as
The day it draws near
When sweethearts and darlings
Husbands and wives
Pledge love and devotion for the
Rest of their lives
As day turns to evening
Soon nighttime does fall
Young people preparing for
The Valentine’s Ball
As the night rings with laughter
Some people still mourn
The 48 children who never came home
Have we forgottеn the suffering and pain
The survivors and victims of
Thе fire in Artane
The mothers and fathers forever to mourn
The 48 children who never came home
Down to the Stardust they all made their way
The bouncers stood back as they
Lined up to pay
The records are spinning there’s
Dancing as well
Just how the fire started sure
No one can tell
In a matter of seconds confusion did reign
The room was in darkness
Fire exit's were chained
The firefighters wept for they could not hide
Their anger and sorrow for those left inside
Have we forgotten the suffering and pain
The survivors and victims of
The fire in Artane
The mothers and fathers forever to mourn
The 48 children who never came home
All around the city the bad news it spread
There’s a fire in the
Stardust there’s 48 dead
Hundreds of children are injured and maimed
And all just because the
Fire exit's were chained
Our leaders were shocked
Grim statements were made
They shed tears in the graveyard
As the bodies were laid
The victims have waited in vain for 4 years
It seems like our leaders
Shed crocodile tears
Have we forgotten the suffering and pain
The survivors and victims of
The fire in Artane
The mothers and fathers forever to mourn
The 48 children who never came home
Half a million was spent on solicitor’s fees
A fortune to the owner and his family
It’s hard to believe not one penny came
To the working class people
Who suffered the pain
Days turn to weeks and weeks turn to years
Our laws favour the rich or so it appears
A woman still wait's for her
Lads to come home
Injustice breeds anger and that’s
What’s been done
Have we forgotten the suffering and pain
The survivors and victims of
The fire in Artane
The mothers and fathers forever to mourn
The 48 children who never came home
All our thought turn to love as
The day it draws near
When sweethearts and darlings
Husbands and wives
Pledge love and devotion for the
Rest of their lives
As day turns to evening
Soon nighttime does fall
Young people preparing for
The Valentine’s Ball
As the night rings with laughter
Some people still mourn
The 48 children who never came home
Have we forgottеn the suffering and pain
The survivors and victims of
Thе fire in Artane
The mothers and fathers forever to mourn
The 48 children who never came home
Down to the Stardust they all made their way
The bouncers stood back as they
Lined up to pay
The records are spinning there’s
Dancing as well
Just how the fire started sure
No one can tell
In a matter of seconds confusion did reign
The room was in darkness
Fire exit's were chained
The firefighters wept for they could not hide
Their anger and sorrow for those left inside
Have we forgotten the suffering and pain
The survivors and victims of
The fire in Artane
The mothers and fathers forever to mourn
The 48 children who never came home
All around the city the bad news it spread
There’s a fire in the
Stardust there’s 48 dead
Hundreds of children are injured and maimed
And all just because the
Fire exit's were chained
Our leaders were shocked
Grim statements were made
They shed tears in the graveyard
As the bodies were laid
The victims have waited in vain for 4 years
It seems like our leaders
Shed crocodile tears
Have we forgotten the suffering and pain
The survivors and victims of
The fire in Artane
The mothers and fathers forever to mourn
The 48 children who never came home
Half a million was spent on solicitor’s fees
A fortune to the owner and his family
It’s hard to believe not one penny came
To the working class people
Who suffered the pain
Days turn to weeks and weeks turn to years
Our laws favour the rich or so it appears
A woman still wait's for her
Lads to come home
Injustice breeds anger and that’s
What’s been done
Have we forgotten the suffering and pain
The survivors and victims of
The fire in Artane
The mothers and fathers forever to mourn
The 48 children who never came home