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These bloodless brides of jesus if they could just once glimpse their groom, these bloodless brides of jesus if they could just once glimpse their groom
They wilt the grass they walk upon they leech the light out of a room, most girls went there pregnant some by their own fathers Moore, fallen women sentenced into dreamless drudgery
They d drop the stones concealed behind their rosaries, bridget got her belly from the parish priest, all of those woe-begotten
They re trying to wash things as white as snow, these bloodless brides of jesus if they could just once glimpse their groom
Peg o connell died today, they stuffed her in a hole, bridget got her belly from the parish priest
joni was an unmarried girl just turned twenty-seven
When they sent her to the sisters because of the way men looked at her, she had been cast in shame into the magdalen launderies, she had been cast in shame into the magdalen launderies
All of those woe-begotten, she was a cheeky girl Moore, they stuffed her in a hole
Most girls went there pregnant some by their own fathers, she had been cast in shame into the magdalen launderies
when the springtime comes
They re trying to wash things as white as snow, when the springtime comes
These bloodless brides of jesus if they could just once glimpse their groom, most girls went there pregnant some by their own fathers
she had been cast in shame into the magdalen launderies
Fallen women sentenced into dreamless drudgery, when the springtime comes, all of those woe-begotten
All of those woe-begotten, they wilt the grass they walk upon they leech the light out of a room, they d like to wash those girls down the drains of the magdalene launderies
Branded as a jezebel she knew she was not bound for heaven, when they sent her to the sisters because of the way men looked at her, she was a cheeky girl
They stuffed her in a hole, most girls went there pregnant some by their own fathers, joni thinks she ll die there too and that they ll tramp her in the dirt
All of those woe-begotten, they stuffed her in a hole
They wilt the grass they walk upon they leech the light out of a room, most girls went there pregnant some by their own fathers, joni was an unmarried girl just turned twenty-seven
Joni thinks she ll die there too and that they ll tramp her in the dirt, fallen women sentenced into dreamless drudgery Magdalen, prostitutes and destitutes and temptresses like joni
branded as a jezebel she knew she was not bound for heaven
When the springtime comes, prostitutes and destitutes and temptresses like joni
They d drop the stones concealed behind their rosaries, they re trying to wash things as white as snow
Bridget got her belly from the parish priest, all of those woe-begotten
They d drop the stones concealed behind their rosaries, when the springtime comes, like some lame bulb that never will bloom when the springtime comes