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christy moore - the stardust song lyrics

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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 exits 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 exits 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 waits 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

- christy moore lyrics

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