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from Island Records Post Punk Box Set - Out Come The Freaks (2009)
So...the choice I have made
May seem strange to you But who asked you, anyway? It's my life to wreck My own way You see...to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole Because to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole So...the life I have made May seem wrong to you But, I've never been surer It's my life to ruin My own way You see...to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole Because to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole To someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul Part, and in whole So to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul Part, and in whole To someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Oh yeah... Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah... |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
So...the choice I have made
May seem strange to you But who asked you, anyway? It's my life to wreck My own way You see...to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole Because to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole So...the life I have made May seem wrong to you But, I've never been surer It's my life to ruin My own way You see...to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole Because to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul In part, and in whole To someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul Part, and in whole So to someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Alma matters In mind, body and soul Part, and in whole To someone, somewhere, oh yeah... Oh yeah... Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah... |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
Bolt-lock your doors
Alarm your cars And still we move in closer Every day Top of the list Is your smiling kids But we'll be smiling too So that's OK Oh, and by the way Thank you, because you're Giving, giving, giving And we're receiving - No, no, we're taking Keeping the population down Your taxes paid, but Police waylaid And we knows When the school bus Comes and goes We're on your street, but You don't see us Or, if you do You smile and say Hello BUT DON'T UNDERESTIMATE US When you are Giving, giving, giving And we're receiving - No, no, we're taking Just keeping The population down You're giving, giving, giving Well, it's your own fault For reproducing We're just keeping The population down |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
I know these roads
Each ridge and narrow bridge Each chevron Enticing me on Each warning sign I take in my stride I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't dwell on things I'm missing I'm just pleased With the things I've found I know these roads An old hand understands Above all, I know what's Expected of me now Veering cliffwards I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't dwell on things I'm missing I'm just pleased With the things I've found With the things I've found With the things I've found I've found I've been crying It comes back on these salient days And it stays And it says: "We've never really been away" I don't need more ammunition I've got more than I can spend I don't think of who I'm missing I've got no space and no time In my life, anymore No space or time In my life, anymore For revenge |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
I need you
Simple words But words which had never been heard By the soul Stoned to death But still living And so he froze where he stood And he looked to the ground And he cried He cried Ride our minds If you must But there’s always a line you don’t cross Time is short Don’t be cruel Oh you don’t know the power In what you’re saying Oh ... And so he froze where he stood And he looked to the ground And he cried He cried ... People where I come from They survive without feelings or blood I never could Was stoned to death But I’m still living So he froze where he stood And he looked to the ground And he cried He cried So he froze where he stood And he looked, and he looked To the ground And he cried He cried |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
I came back to my old city
With fierce determination And I couldn't find my way out of the station It's all changed You were there Departing, starting A trek I had once took With that "no-one's gonna stop me when I feel this way" look Apparent, apparent Heir apparent You think it's so easy, I tell you - it isn't But you may change minds with your winning smile I fell down in my old city Such sad degradation So I tried to make my way back to the station You were still there Gleaming and leaving Wide-eyed and awestruck Saying "How can anybody hate me If I love them first off ?" Apparent, apparent Heir apparent You think it's so easy, I tell you - it isn't But you may change minds with your winning smile Heir, heir, heir Heir, heir, heir Heir, heir, heir Heir, heir, heir But you may be OK, I don't know I'll see you back here In a few bruised years Pray I'll see you here I'll see you here I'll see you here Apparent, apparent Heir apparent You say that you want it, I'm sure that you'll get it They'll seduce your heart and then they'll slap your arse Heir, heir, heir Heir, heir, heir Heir, heir, heir Heir, heir, heir |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
Staring in the window of the shop that never opens
Planning my selection from all the treats inside Should I take as I desire - oh shall I, oh shall I ? Or should I hang around to be enticed inside ? I'm trying to explain to myself I can have both I'm trying to explain to the voice inside I can have both I can have both There's nobody around to say no Who've brain-washed the small shy boy inside He doesn't know he can have both Smiling through the window to the one who never serves you I've not been feeling myself tonight Should I take as I feel like it - well shall I, oh shall I ? Or should I wait and hope to be dragged inside ? Oh ... I'm trying to explain to myself I can have both I'm trying to explain to the voice inside I can have both I can have both There's nobody around to say no Who've brain-washed the small shy boy inside He doesn't know he can have both I can have both There's no need to choose Because I can have both There's no need to choose I can have both There's no need to choose Because I can have both There's no need to choose I can have both There's no need to choose |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
Jet trails in the sky
Leave one word behind A hand bangs into sand a name And we all understand Everybody's Lost But they're pretending they're not Lost Oh, Lost Jet trails in the sky Leave one thought behind A hand bangs into sand a name And we all understand Everybody's Lost But they're pretending they're not Lost Oh, Lost So if I see you And I tell you How I've watched you I'm just Lost So if I see you And I tell you I've watched you Don't make fun of me later Cause I'm just Lost If I see you And I tell you How I've watched you Don't make fun of me later Cause I'm just Lost If I see you And I tell you How I've watched you Don't make fun of me later Cause I'm just Lost Lost Lost Lost Lost Lost Lost |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
On this glorious occasion...
of the splendid defeat I wanna start from before the beginning Loot wine, "Be mine, and Then let's stay out for the night" Ride via Parkside, semi-perilous lives Jeer the lights in the windows Of all safe and stable homes (But wondering then, Well what could peace of mind be like?) Anyway do you want to hear Our story, or not? As the Fulham Road lights Stretch and invite into the night From a Stevenage overspill We'd kill to live around SW6 - with someone like you Keep thieves' hours With someone like you ...As long as it slides You stalk the house In a low-cut blouse: "Oh Christ, another stifled Friday night!" And the Fulham Road lights Stretch and invite into the night Well, I was fifteen What could I know? When the gulf between All the things I need And the things I receive Is an ancient ocean wide, wild, lost, uncrossed Still I maintain there's nothing wrong with you You do all that you do Because it's all you can do Well, I was fifteen Where could I go? With a soul full of loathing For stinging bureaucracy Making it anything Other than easy For working girls like me With my hands on my head I flop on your bed With a head full of dread For all I've ever said Maladjusted, maladjusted Maladjusted, maladjusted Never to be trusted Oh, never to be trusted There's nothing wrong with you, oh There's nothing wrong with you, oh There's nothing wrong with you, oh There's nothing wrong with you There's nothing wrong with you |
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Satan rejected my soul
He knows my kind He won't be dragged down He's seen my face around He knows Heaven doesn't seem to be my home So I must find Somewhere else to go So I must find Somewhere else to go So, take it - please It's free You'll never see You'll never see All the fun in life it's cost me Satan rejected my soul As low as he goes He never quite goes this low He's seen my face around He knows Heaven doesn't seem To be my home So I must find Somewhere else to go So I must find Somewhere else to go So, take it please It's really sly Come on, come on, ah Come on, come on, come on Take it please It's really sly Come on, come on, ah Come on, come on, come on Call me in Pull me in, call me in Come on, come on, oh Come on, come on, come on Pull me in, pull me in Call me in, haul me in, pull me in Come on, come on, ah Come on, come on La la la la la Oh... |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
Legalized theft
Leaves me bereft I get it straight in the neck (Somehow expecting no less) A court of justice With no use for Truth Lawyer... liar Lawyer... liar You pleaded and squealed And you think you've won But Sorrow will come To you in the end And as sure as my words are pure I praise the day that brings you pain Q.C.'s obsessed with sleaze Frantic for Fame They're all on the game They just use a different name You lied And you were believed By a J.P. senile and vile You pleaded and squealed And you think you've won But Sorrow will come To you in the end And as sure as my words are pure I praise the day that brings you pain So don't close your eyes Don't close your eyes A man who slits throats Has time on his hands And I'm gonna get you So don't close your eyes Don't ever close your eyes You think you've won OH NO |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
The edges are no, no longer parallel
The edges are no, no longer parallel And there is no law of averages here If you feel down Then you're bound to stay down All of the things you said So meaningful They are all so suddenly meaningless And the looks you gave So meaningful They are all so suddenly meaningless Oh ... And there is no law of averages here If you feel down Then you're bound to stay down My only mistake is I'm hoping I'm hoping I'm hoping My only mistake is I'm hoping I'm hoping I'm hoping My only mistake is I'm hoping I'm hoping I'm hoping My one mistake is I'm hoping I'm hoping I'm hoping My only mistake is ... My only mistake is I keep hoping My only mistake is I keep hoping My only mistake is I'm hoping I'm hoping I'm hoping I'm hoping I'm hoping I'm hoping My only mistake is I'm hoping I'm hoping I'm hoping |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
Road blocks and fire
Barb wire upon barb wire This is not your country Armoured cars, corrugated scars Grafitti scrawls: "This is not your country" Home sweet fortress Gunshot - we hate your kind Get back ! This is not your country I need some air And I'm stopped and repeatedly questioned: "Born and raised ?" But this is not my country We're old news All's well Say BBC scum One child shot, but so what ? Laid my son In a box, three feet long And I still don't know why A short walk home becomes a run And I'm scared In my own country We're old news All's well Say BBC scum Everybody's under control Of our surveillance globes We're old news All's well And thirty years could be a thousand And this Peugeot ad Spins round in my head British soldier pointing a gun And I'm only trying to post a letter A short walk home becomes a run And I'm scared, and I'm scared, I am scared Old news All's well BBC scum You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth Zip up your mouth You've got more than the dead, so zip up your mouth |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
Trouble loves me
Trouble needs me Two things More than you do Or would attempt to So, console me Otherwise, hold me Just when it seems like Everything's evened out And the balance Seems serene Trouble loves me Walks beside me To chide me Not to guide me It's still much more Than you'll do So, console me Otherwise, hold me Just when it seems like Everything's evened out And the balance seems serene See the fool I'll be Still running 'round On the flesh rampage Still running 'round Ready with ready-wit Still running 'round On the flesh rampage - At your age! Go to Soho, oh Go to waste in The wrong arms Still running 'round Trouble loves me Seeks and finds me To charlatanize me Which is only As it should be Oh, please fulfill me Otherwise, kill me Show me a barrel and watch me scrape it Faced with the music, as always I'll face it In the half-light So English, frowning Then at midnight I Can't get you out of my head A disenchanted taste Still running 'round A disenchanted taste Still running 'round |
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from Morrissey - Maladjusted (2009)
Download something
useful, or useless because I'm lying here wide to receive almost anything you'd care to give and I don't get along with myself and I'm not too keen on anyone else Turn on, plug in then just walk away unlock, process then just go and I've never felt quite so alone as I do right now |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
You hiss and groan
And you constantly moan But you don't ever go away And that's because all you need is me. You roll your eyes Up to the skies Mock horrified But you're still here All you need is me There's so much destruction All over the world And all you can do is complain about me You bang your head against the wall And say you're sick of it all Yet, you remain 'Cause all you need is me And then you offer your one and only joke And ask me "What will I be, When I grow up to be a man"? Me? Nothing! There's a soft voice Singing in your head Who can this be? I do believe it's me There's a naked man standing Laughing in your dreams You know who it is But you don't like what it means There's so much destruction All over the world And all you can do is complain about me I was a small fat child in a welfare house There was only one thing I ever dreamed about Fate has just handed it to me Whoopee! You don't like me but you love me, Either way you're wrong You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You don't like me but you love me, Either way you're wrong You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
You hiss and groan
And you constantly moan But you don't ever go away And that's because all you need is me. You roll your eyes Up to the skies Mock horrified But you're still here All you need is me There's so much destruction All over the world And all you can do is complain about me You bang your head against the wall And say you're sick of it all Yet, you remain 'Cause all you need is me And then you offer your one and only joke And ask me "What will I be, When I grow up to be a man"? Me? Nothing! There's a soft voice Singing in your head Who can this be? I do believe it's me There's a naked man standing Laughing in your dreams You know who it is But you don't like what it means There's so much destruction All over the world And all you can do is complain about me I was a small fat child in a welfare house There was only one thing I ever dreamed about Fate has just handed it to me Whoopee! You don't like me but you love me, Either way you're wrong You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You don't like me but you love me, Either way you're wrong You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
You hiss and groan
And you constantly moan But you don't ever go away And that's because all you need is me. You roll your eyes Up to the skies Mock horrified But you're still here All you need is me There's so much destruction All over the world And all you can do is complain about me You bang your head against the wall And say you're sick of it all Yet, you remain 'Cause all you need is me And then you offer your one and only joke And ask me "What will I be, When I grow up to be a man"? Me? Nothing! There's a soft voice Singing in your head Who can this be? I do believe it's me There's a naked man standing Laughing in your dreams You know who it is But you don't like what it means There's so much destruction All over the world And all you can do is complain about me I was a small fat child in a welfare house There was only one thing I ever dreamed about Fate has just handed it to me Whoopee! You don't like me but you love me, Either way you're wrong You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You don't like me but you love me, Either way you're wrong You're gonna miss me when I'm gone You're gonna miss me when I'm gone |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
The one I love
Is standing near The one I love Is everywhere I can woo you I can amuse you But there is nothing I can do to make you mine Black cloud, black cloud The one I love Roosts in the mind Can snap this spell Or increase hell I can chase you And I can catch you But there is nothing I can do to make you mine Black cloud, black cloud Oh, black cloud Oh, black cloud I play the game Of favorites now I can I must I will I do I can please you Or I can freeze you out But there is nothing I can do to make you mine Black cloud, black cloud, black cloud I can choke myself to please you And I can sink much lower than usual But there's nothing I can do To make you mine |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
Could this be an arm around my waist?
Well, surely the hand contains a knife It's been so all of my life Why change now? - "It hasn't!" Now this might surprise you, but I find I'm OK by myself And I don't need you Or your morality to save me No, no, no, no, no Then came an arm around my shoulder Well surely the hand holds a revolver It's been so all of my life Why change now? - "It hasn't!" Now this might disturb you, but I find I'm o.k. by myself And I don't need you Or your benevolence to make sense No, no, no! After all these years I find I'm OK by myself And I don't need you Or your homespun philosophy No, no, no, no This might make you throw up in your bed I'm o.k. by myself! And I don't need you And I never have, I never have No, no, no, no! |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
In the absence of your love
And in the absence of human touch I have decided I'm throwing my arms around, around Paris Because only stone and steel accept my love. In the absence of your smiling face I traveled all over the place And I have decided I'm throwing my arms around, around Paris Because only stone and steel accept my love I'm throwing my arms around, around Paris Because only stone and steel accept my love. I'm throwing my arms around Paris Because nobody wants my love Nobody wants my love Nobody needs my love Nobody wants my love Yes, you made yourself plain Yes, you made yourself very plain |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
Your voice it might say "no"
But the heart has a will of its own Your voice it might say "no" But the heart has a heart of its own It's not your birthday anymore There's no need to be kind to you And the will to see you smile and belong has now gone It's not your birthday anymore Did you really think we meant All those syrupy, sentimental things That we said? It cannot be given And so it must be taken It cannot be given And so it must be taken All of the gifts that they gave can't compare in any way To the love I am now giving to you Right here, right now on the floor All of the gifts that they gave can't compare in any way To the love I am now giving to you Right here, right now on the floor It's not your birthday anymore There's no need to be kind to you And the will to see you smile and belong has now gone It's not your birthday anymore Did you really think we meant All those syrupy, sentimental things That we said yesterday? |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
Mama, why did you do it?
Mama, who drove you to it? Was it the pigs in grey suits Persecuting you? Uncivil servants Unconcerned at how they frightened you Life is nothing much to lose It's just so lonely here without you Mama, why did you do it? Mama, who drove you to it? Spare priggish money men Who scared the life out of you Bailiffs with bad breath I will slit their throats for you Life is nothing much to lose It's just so lonely here without you, mama Life is nothing much to lose It's just so lonely here without you So, we're gonna run to you We're gonna come to you We're gonna lie down beside you, mama We're gonna be with you We're gonna join you We're gonna lie down beside you, mama And we will be safe and sheltered in our graves We'll come before you And we will kiss you By way of one final hug, mama |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
Always be careful
When you abuse the one you love The hour or the day, no one can tell But one day goodbye will be farewell And you will never see the one you love again You will never see the one you love again I have been thinking, what, with my final brain cell How time grips you, slimming, in it's spell And before you know, goodbye will be farewell And you will never see the one you love again And the smiling children tell you that you smell Well, just look at me A savage Beast with nothing to sell And when I die, I want to go to Hell And that's when goodbye should be farewell One day goodbye will be farewell So grab me while you still can, goodbye |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
I'm doing very well
I can block out the present and the past now I know by now you think I should have Straightened myself out - Thank you, drop dead! Something is squeezing my skull Something I can barely describe There is no love in modern life I'm doing very well It's a miracle I even made it this far The motion of taxis excites me When you peel it back and bite me Something is squeezing my skull Something I can barely describe There is no hope in modern life Something is squeezing my skull Something I can't fight No true friends in modern life Diazepam that's valium, Temazepam, Lithium, HRT, ECT How long must I stay on this stuff? Don't give me anymore Don't give me anymore Don't give me anymore Please don't give me anymore Don't give anymore Don't give anymore You swore you would not give anymore Don't give anymore, don't give anymore... You swore, you swore, you swore You swore you would not give anymore Give anymore, give anymore, give anymore... |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
All wide-eyed simple smiles
certain to see you through like a QC full of fake humility you say: "Oh, please forgive..." you say: "Oh, live and let live..." but sorry doesn't help us and sorry will not save us and sorry will not bring my teen years back to me (any time soon) Forced back, it springs right out seasoned, you have no doubts you lied about the lies that you told which is the full extent of what being you is all about you say: "Oh, please forgive..." you say: "Oh, live and let live..." but sorry doesn't help us sorry will not save us sorry will not bring my love into my arms (as far as I know...) sorry doesn't help us sorry will not save us sorry is just a word you find so easy to say... so you say it anyway sorry doesn't help us sorry won't protect us sorry won't undo all the good gone wrong |
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
I was wasting my time Trying ti fall in love Disappointment came to me and Booted me and bruised and hurt me But that's how people grow up That's how people grow up I was wasting my time Looking for love Someone must look at me And see their sunlit dream I was wasting my time Praying for love For the love that never comes from Someone who does not exist and That's how people grow up That's how people grow up Ley me live before I die Oh, not me, not I I was wasting my life Always thinking about myself Someone on the deathbed said "there are other sorrows too" I was driving my car I crashed and broke my spine So yes, there are things worse in life than Never being someone's sweetie That's how people grow up That's how people grow up As for me I'm ok For now anyway
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from Morrissey - Years Of Refusal (2009)
I was wasting my time
Trying ti fall in love Disappointment came to me and Booted me and bruised and hurt me But that's how people grow up That's how people grow up I was wasting my time Looking for love Someone must look at me And see their sunlit dream I was wasting my time Praying for love For the love that never comes from Someone who does not exist and That's how people grow up That's how people grow up Ley me live before I die Oh, not me, not I I was wasting my life Always thinking about myself Someone on the deathbed said "there are other sorrows too" I was driving my car I crashed and broke my spine So yes, there are things worse in life than Never being someone's sweetie That's how people grow up That's how people grow up As for me I'm ok For now anyway |
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Your voice it might say "no"
But the heart has a will of its own Your voice it might say "no" But the heart has a heart of its own It's not your birthday anymore There's no need to be kind to you And the will to see you smile and belong has now gone It's not your birthday anymore Did you really think we meant All those syrupy, sentimental things That we said? It cannot be given And so it must be taken It cannot be given And so it must be taken All of the gifts that they gave can't compare in any way To the love I am now giving to you Right here, right now on the floor All of the gifts that they gave can't compare in any way To the love I am now giving to you Right here, right now on the floor It's not your birthday anymore There's no need to be kind to you And the will to see you smile and belong has now gone It's not your birthday anymore Did you really think we meant All those syrupy, sentimental things That we said yesterday? |
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from Morrissey - I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris (2009)
In the absence of your love
And in the absence of human touch I have decided I'm throwing my arms around, around Paris Because only stone and steel accept my love. In the absence of your smiling face I traveled all over the place And I have decided I'm throwing my arms around, around Paris Because only stone and steel accept my love I'm throwing my arms around, around Paris Because only stone and steel accept my love. I'm throwing my arms around Paris Because nobody wants my love Nobody wants my love Nobody needs my love Nobody wants my love Yes, you made yourself plain Yes, you made yourself very plain |
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from Morrissey - I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris (2009)
Shame is the name
Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame is the name Hey boy, are you happy to be A dim-ass teen on the spree? You get drunk all day And you're sick all night Is this the sum of your life? What's your name, what's your name? What's your dreams, your goals Your ambitions and aims? He laughed and said Shame is the name He said Shame is the name Shame is the name He said Shame is the name Hey girl, are you happy to be A dim-ass teen on the spree? You get drunk all day And you're sick all night Is this all you was born for? What's your name, what's your name? What's your dreams, your goals Ambitions and aims? She laughed and said Shame is the name She said Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame is the name Politician, can you listen To yourself for just once in your life? Because there's something you said To mean soldiers are dead Because the money you save Seniors are in their grave Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame makes the world go around Shame makes the world go around Shame makes the world go around Shame makes the world go around |
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from Morrissey - That's How People Grow Up [single] (2008)
I was wasting my time
Trying ti fall in love Disappointment came to me and Booted me and bruised and hurt me But that's how people grow up That's how people grow up I was wasting my time Looking for love Someone must look at me And see their sunlit dream I was wasting my time Praying for love For the love that never comes from Someone who does not exist and That's how people grow up That's how people grow up Ley me live before I die Oh, not me, not I I was wasting my life Always thinking about myself Someone on the deathbed said "there are other sorrows too" I was driving my car I crashed and broke my spine So yes, there are things worse in life than Never being someone's sweetie That's how people grow up That's how people grow up As for me I'm ok For now anyway |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
At last I am born
Historians note I am finally born I once used to chase affection withdrawn But now I just sit back and yawn Because I am born, born, born "Look at me now From difficult child to spectral hand to Claude Brasseur Oh blah blah blah..." At last I am born Vulgarians know I am finally born I once thought that time accentuates despair But now I don't actually care Because I am born, born, born "Look at me now From difficult child To spectral hand to Claude Brasseur Oh blah blah blah..." At last I am born At last I am born Living the one true free life born I once thought I had numerous reasons to cry And I did, but I don't anymore Because I am born, born, born At last I am born At last I am born It took me a long, long time But now I am born I once was a mess of guilt because of the flesh It's remarkable what you can learn Once you are born, born, born Born, born, born Born, born, born |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
At last I am born
Historians note I am finally born I once used to chase affection withdrawn But now I just sit back and yawn Because I am born, born, born "Look at me now From difficult child to spectral hand to Claude Brasseur Oh blah blah blah..." At last I am born Vulgarians know I am finally born I once thought that time accentuates despair But now I don't actually care Because I am born, born, born "Look at me now From difficult child To spectral hand to Claude Brasseur Oh blah blah blah..." At last I am born At last I am born Living the one true free life born I once thought I had numerous reasons to cry And I did, but I don't anymore Because I am born, born, born At last I am born At last I am born It took me a long, long time But now I am born I once was a mess of guilt because of the flesh It's remarkable what you can learn Once you are born, born, born Born, born, born Born, born, born |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
I am walking through Rome
With my heart on a string Dear God, please help me And I am so very tired Of doing the right thing Dear God, please help me There are explosive kegs Between my legs Dear God, please help me Will you follow and know Know me more than you do Track me down And try to win me? Then he motions to me With his hand on my knee Dear God, did this kind of thing happen to you? Now I'm spreading your legs With mine in-between Dear God, if I could I would help you And now I am walking through Rome And there is no room to move But the heart feels free The heart feels free The heart feels free But the heart... feels free The heart feels free The heart feels free |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
I am walking through Rome
With my heart on a string Dear God, please help me And I am so very tired Of doing the right thing Dear God, please help me There are explosive kegs Between my legs Dear God, please help me Will you follow and know Know me more than you do Track me down And try to win me? Then he motions to me With his hand on my knee Dear God, did this kind of thing happen to you? Now I'm spreading your legs With mine in-between Dear God, if I could I would help you And now I am walking through Rome And there is no room to move But the heart feels free The heart feels free The heart feels free But the heart... feels free The heart feels free The heart feels free |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Lord these words I beg of you
As I kneel down at my bed Because soon I will be dead Let's face it soon I will be dead And I just want to I want to see the boy happy With some hope in his pale eyes Is that too much to ask? Before I die I have one final dream For my own life I don't care anything Lord these words I beg of you As I kneel down at my bed Let's face it soon I will be dead And I just want to I want to see the boy happy With his arms around his first love Is that too much to ask? Before I die I have one final dream For my own life I don't care anything And I just want to I want to see this boy happy Why is this such a bad thing? |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Lord these words I beg of you
As I kneel down at my bed Because soon I will be dead Let's face it soon I will be dead And I just want to I want to see the boy happy With some hope in his pale eyes Is that too much to ask? Before I die I have one final dream For my own life I don't care anything Lord these words I beg of you As I kneel down at my bed Let's face it soon I will be dead And I just want to I want to see the boy happy With his arms around his first love Is that too much to ask? Before I die I have one final dream For my own life I don't care anything And I just want to I want to see this boy happy Why is this such a bad thing? |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Nobody knows what human life is.
Why we come, why we go. So why then do I know I will see you, I will see you in far off places? The heart knows why I grieve And yes one day I will close my eyes forever But I will see you I will see you in far off places. It's so easy for us to sit together But it's so hard for our hearts to combine And why? And why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Destiny for some is to save lives But destiny for some is to end lives But there is no end And I will see you in far off places. If your god bestows protection upon you And if the USA doesn't bomb you I believe I will see you somewhere safe Looking to the camera, messing around and pulling faces. |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Nobody knows what human life is.
Why we come, why we go. So why then do I know I will see you, I will see you in far off places? The heart knows why I grieve And yes one day I will close my eyes forever But I will see you I will see you in far off places. It's so easy for us to sit together But it's so hard for our hearts to combine And why? And why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Destiny for some is to save lives But destiny for some is to end lives But there is no end And I will see you in far off places. If your god bestows protection upon you And if the USA doesn't bomb you I believe I will see you somewhere safe Looking to the camera, messing around and pulling faces. |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Ill never be Anybody's hero-Morrissey
Warm lights from the grand houses blind me Haves cannot stand have-nots And my love is under the ground My one true love is under the ground And ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys hero now ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys hero now they who should love me walk right through me I am a ghost and as far as I know I haven't even died And my love is under the ground My one true love is under the ground And ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys hero now ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys hero now ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys lover now ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys lover now things I've heard and ive seen and Ive felt and ive been tell me ill never be anybodys lover now it begins in the heart and it hurts when its true it only hurts because its true. |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Ill never be Anybody's hero-Morrissey
Warm lights from the grand houses blind me Haves cannot stand have-nots And my love is under the ground My one true love is under the ground And ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys hero now ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys hero now they who should love me walk right through me I am a ghost and as far as I know I haven't even died And my love is under the ground My one true love is under the ground And ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys hero now ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys hero now ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys lover now ill never be ill never be ill never be anybodys lover now things I've heard and ive seen and Ive felt and ive been tell me ill never be anybodys lover now it begins in the heart and it hurts when its true it only hurts because its true. |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Armed with wealth and good health
The best of health In the future when all's well I will lie down and be counted In the future when all's well I thank you I thank you with all of my heart I thank you I thank you with all of my heart Lee, please stand up and defend me In the future when all's well Confront what you are afraid of In the future when all's well Every day I play a sad game called In the future when all's well Living longer than I had intended Something must have gone...right! I thank you I thank you with all of my heart I thank you I thank you with all of my heart Lee, please stand up and defend me In the future when all's well Confront what you are afraid of In the future when all's well Hold me closely if your will allows it In the future when all's well Paired-off, pawed, till I can barely stand it The future is ended by a long, long sleep The future is ended by a long, long sleep The future is ended by a long sleep |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Armed with wealth and good health
The best of health In the future when all's well I will lie down and be counted In the future when all's well I thank you I thank you with all of my heart I thank you I thank you with all of my heart Lee, please stand up and defend me In the future when all's well Confront what you are afraid of In the future when all's well Every day I play a sad game called In the future when all's well Living longer than I had intended Something must have gone...right! I thank you I thank you with all of my heart I thank you I thank you with all of my heart Lee, please stand up and defend me In the future when all's well Confront what you are afraid of In the future when all's well Hold me closely if your will allows it In the future when all's well Paired-off, pawed, till I can barely stand it The future is ended by a long, long sleep The future is ended by a long, long sleep The future is ended by a long sleep |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
It's the same old S.O.S.
But with brand new broken fortunes And once again I turn to you Once again I do I turn to you It's the same old S.O.S. But with brand new broken fortunes I'm the same underneath But this you, you surely knew Life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty Life, life is a pigsty Life, life is a pigsty Life, life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty And if you don't know this Then what do you know? Every second of my life I only live for you And you can shoot me And you can throw me off a train I still maintain I still maintain Life, life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty And I'd been shifting gears all of my life But I'm still the same underneath This you surely knew I can't reach you I can't reach you I can't reach you anymore Can you please stop time? Can you stop the pain? I feel too cold And now I feel too warm again Can you stop this pain? Can you stop this pain? Even now in the final hour of my life I'm falling in love again Again Even now in the final hour of my life I'm falling in love again Again Again Again I'm falling in love again Again Again Again |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
It's the same old S.O.S.
But with brand new broken fortunes And once again I turn to you Once again I do I turn to you It's the same old S.O.S. But with brand new broken fortunes I'm the same underneath But this you, you surely knew Life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty Life, life is a pigsty Life, life is a pigsty Life, life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty And if you don't know this Then what do you know? Every second of my life I only live for you And you can shoot me And you can throw me off a train I still maintain I still maintain Life, life is a pigsty Life is a pigsty And I'd been shifting gears all of my life But I'm still the same underneath This you surely knew I can't reach you I can't reach you I can't reach you anymore Can you please stop time? Can you stop the pain? I feel too cold And now I feel too warm again Can you stop this pain? Can you stop this pain? Even now in the final hour of my life I'm falling in love again Again Even now in the final hour of my life I'm falling in love again Again Again Again I'm falling in love again Again Again Again |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Oh a working class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches Oh forgive me, on the streets I ran Turned sickness into popular song Streets of wet black holes On roads you can never know You never have been but they always have you Till the day that you croak It's no joke Oh a working class face glares back At me from the glass and lurches Oh forgive me on the streets I ran Turned sickness into unpopular song And all these streets can do Is to claim to know the real you And warn if you don't leave you will kill or be killed Which isn't very nice Here everybody's friendly But nobody's friends Oh dear God, when will I be where I should be And when the palmist said "One Thursday you will be dead" I said: "No, not me, this cannot be Dear God, take him, take them, take anyone The stillborn The newborn The infirm Take anyone Take people from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Just spare me!" |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Oh a working class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches Oh forgive me, on the streets I ran Turned sickness into popular song Streets of wet black holes On roads you can never know You never have been but they always have you Till the day that you croak It's no joke Oh a working class face glares back At me from the glass and lurches Oh forgive me on the streets I ran Turned sickness into unpopular song And all these streets can do Is to claim to know the real you And warn if you don't leave you will kill or be killed Which isn't very nice Here everybody's friendly But nobody's friends Oh dear God, when will I be where I should be And when the palmist said "One Thursday you will be dead" I said: "No, not me, this cannot be Dear God, take him, take them, take anyone The stillborn The newborn The infirm Take anyone Take people from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Just spare me!" |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Step-child, you have outlived your time
You represent embarrassment and failure And the Father who must be killed Is the blight upon your blighted life And his might is his legal right To ground you down Step-child, with every petty swipe You just might find you're fighting for your life And the father who must be killed Is a step-father but nonetheless The way he chews his food Rips right through your senses Step-child, there's a knife in a drawer in a room downstairs And you, you know what you must do So the step-child ran with a knife to his sleeping frame And slams it in his arms, his legs, his face, his neck and says "There's a law against me now" And the Father who must be killed With his dying breath, he grabs her hand And he looks into her eyes He says "I'm sorry" and he dies "Step-child, I release you With this broken voice I beseech you" "Why are lives so short?" The step-child thought heart pointing to the sky "No one to warn me No hand to touch me And no Bible-belters to mess with me Momma don't miss me Momma don't miss me This death will complete me" "But where I go there will be no one to meet me I know there will be no one to meet me" But still the step-child pressed the knife to her throat Heart pointing to the sky "Just as Motherless birds fly high Then... so shall I So shall I So shall I So shall I So shall I" |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Step-child, you have outlived your time
You represent embarrassment and failure And the Father who must be killed Is the blight upon your blighted life And his might is his legal right To ground you down Step-child, with every petty swipe You just might find you're fighting for your life And the father who must be killed Is a step-father but nonetheless The way he chews his food Rips right through your senses Step-child, there's a knife in a drawer in a room downstairs And you, you know what you must do So the step-child ran with a knife to his sleeping frame And slams it in his arms, his legs, his face, his neck and says "There's a law against me now" And the Father who must be killed With his dying breath, he grabs her hand And he looks into her eyes He says "I'm sorry" and he dies "Step-child, I release you With this broken voice I beseech you" "Why are lives so short?" The step-child thought heart pointing to the sky "No one to warn me No hand to touch me And no Bible-belters to mess with me Momma don't miss me Momma don't miss me This death will complete me" "But where I go there will be no one to meet me I know there will be no one to meet me" But still the step-child pressed the knife to her throat Heart pointing to the sky "Just as Motherless birds fly high Then... so shall I So shall I So shall I So shall I So shall I" |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
The youngest was the most loved
The youngest was the shielded We kept him from the world's glare And he turned into a killer Retrousse nose Turned up and mischievous Forget-me-not eyes that cried if we ever left his side There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub A small boy from a poor house Who turned into a killer A blush, it rose If he had to say 'hello' A lop-sided grin Strained to keep the shyness in There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub The luck was all before him With a lovely wife beside him The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub We kept him from the world's glare And he turned into a killer There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
The youngest was the most loved
The youngest was the shielded We kept him from the world's glare And he turned into a killer Retrousse nose Turned up and mischievous Forget-me-not eyes that cried if we ever left his side There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub A small boy from a poor house Who turned into a killer A blush, it rose If he had to say 'hello' A lop-sided grin Strained to keep the shyness in There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub The luck was all before him With a lovely wife beside him The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the cherub We kept him from the world's glare And he turned into a killer There is no such thing in life as normal There is no such thing in life as normal |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
I live a life
I feel the pain To sing this song To tell the tale I wish I never even heard the song I see the world It makes me puke But then I look at you and know That somewhere there's a someone who can soothe me To me you are a work of art And I would give you my heart That's if I had one I see the world It makes me puke But then I look at you and know That somewhere there's a someone who can soothe me To me you are a work of art And I would give you my heart That's if I had one, had one To me you are a work of art And I would give you my heart That's if I had one |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
I live a life
I feel the pain To sing this song To tell the tale I wish I never even heard the song I see the world It makes me puke But then I look at you and know That somewhere there's a someone who can soothe me To me you are a work of art And I would give you my heart That's if I had one I see the world It makes me puke But then I look at you and know That somewhere there's a someone who can soothe me To me you are a work of art And I would give you my heart That's if I had one, had one To me you are a work of art And I would give you my heart That's if I had one |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Pasolini is me,
Accattone, you'll be, I entered nothing and nothing entered me, Till you came with the key, And you did your best but? As I live and breathe, You have killed me, You have killed me, Yes I walk around somehow, But you have killed me, You have killed me Piazza Cavour, What's my life for? Visconti is me, Magnani, You'll never be. I entered nothing and nothing entered me, Till you came with the key, And you did your best but? As I live and breathe, You have killed me, You have killed me, Yes I walk around somehow, But you have killed me, You have killed me Who am I, that I, come to be here? As I live and breathe, You have killed me, You have killed me, Yes I walk around somehow, But you have killed me, You have killed me And there is no point saying this again, There is no point saying this again, But I forgive you, I forgive you, Always, I do forgive you. |
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from Morrissey - Ringleader Of The Tormentors (2007)
Pasolini is me,
Accattone, you'll be, I entered nothing and nothing entered me, Till you came with the key, And you did your best but? As I live and breathe, You have killed me, You have killed me, Yes I walk around somehow, But you have killed me, You have killed me Piazza Cavour, What's my life for? Visconti is me, Magnani, You'll never be. I entered nothing and nothing entered me, Till you came with the key, And you did your best but? As I live and breathe, You have killed me, You have killed me, Yes I walk around somehow, But you have killed me, You have killed me Who am I, that I, come to be here? As I live and breathe, You have killed me, You have killed me, Yes I walk around somehow, But you have killed me, You have killed me And there is no point saying this again, There is no point saying this again, But I forgive you, I forgive you, Always, I do forgive you. |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
All the lazy dykes, Cross armed at the palms, Then legs astride their bikes, Indigo burns on their arms
One sweet day, An emotional whirl, You will be good to yourself, And you'll come and join the girls All the lazy dykes, They pity how you live, Just "somebody's wife", You give, and you give, And you give, and you give, Give, and you give And one sweet day , An emotional whirl, You will be good to yourself, And you'll come and join the girls Touch me, Squeeze me, Hold me too tightly, And when you look at me you actually see me And I've, Never felt so alive, In the whole of my life, In the whole of my life Free yourself, Be yourself, Come to the Palms and see yourself And at last your life begins, At last your life begins At last your life begins, At last your life begins |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
America your head's too big, Because America, Your belly's too big And I love you, I just wish you'd stay where you is In America, The land of the free, they said, And of opportunity, In a just and a truthful way But where the president, Is never black, female or gay, And until that day You’ve got nothing to say to me, To help me believe In America, It brought you the hamburger, Well America you know where, You can shove your hamburger And don't you wonder, Why in Estonia they say, Hey you, Big fat pig You fat pig, You fat pig Steely Blue eyes with no love in them, Scan The World, And a humourless smile, With no warmth within, Greets the world And I, I have got nothing, To offer you No-no-no-no-no Just this heart deep and true, Which you say you don't need See with your eyes, Touch with your hands, please, Hear through your ears, Know in your soul, please For haven't you me with you now? And I love you, I love you, I love you, And I love you, I love you, I love you |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
There is something I wanted to tell you, It's so funny you'll kill yourself laughing But then I, I look around, And I remember that I am alone, Alone. For evermore The tile yard all along the railings, Up a discoloured dark brown staircase Here you'll find, despair and I, Calling to you with what's left of my heart, My heart, For evermore Drinking tea with the taste of the Thames, Sullenly on a chair on the pavement Here you'll find, my thoughts and I, And here is the very last plea from my heart My heart. For evermore, Where taxi drivers never stop talking Under slate grey Victorian sky, Here you will find, despair and I And here I am every last inch of me is yours, Yours, For evermore Your leg came to rest against mine, Then you lounged with knees up and apart And me and my heart, we knew, We just knew, For evermore Where taxi drivers never stop talking, Under slate grey Victorian sky Here you'll find, my heart and I, And still we say come back, Come back to Camden And I'll be good, I'll be good, I'll be good, I’ll be good |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
You have never been in love
until you've seen the stars reflect in the reservoirs And you have never been in love until you've seen the dawn rise behind the home for the blind We are the pretty petty thieves and you're standing on our streets where Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand and the first to do time the first of the gang to die Oh my Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand and the first to do time the first of the gang to die Oh my You have never been in love until you've seen the sunlight thrown over smashed human bone We are the pretty petty thieves and you're standing on our streets where Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand and the first to do time the first of the gang to die such a silly boy Hector was the first of the gang with a gun in his hand and a bullet in his gullet and the first lost lad to go under the sod And he stole from the rich and the poor and the not very rich and the very poor and he stole all hearts away He stole all hearts away He stole all hearts away Away He stole all hearts away Away He stole all hearts away Away He stole all hearts away Away |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
I was a good kid
I wouldn't do you no harm I was a nice kid with a nice paper-round Forgive me any pain I may have brung to you with God's help I know I'll always be near to you but Jesus hurt me when he deserted me / but I have forgiven Jesus for all the desire He placed in me when there's nothing I can do with this desire I was a good kid through hail and snow I'd go just to moon you I carried my heart in my hand do you understand? do you understand? but Jesus hurt me when he deserted me, but I have forgiven Jesus for all of the love He placed in me when there's no-one I can turn to with this love Monday - humiliation Tuesday - suffocation Wendesday - condescension Thursday - is pathetic by Friday - life has killed me by Friday - life has killed me Ooh, pretty world Ooh, pretty world Why did you give me so much desire? when there is nowhere I can go to offload this desire Why did you give me so much love in a loveless world when there is no-one I can turn to to unlock all this love and why did you stick me in self-deprecating bones and skin Jesus - do you hate me? Why did you stick me in self-deprecating bones and skin do you hate me? do you hate me? do you hate me? do you hate me? do you hate me? |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
Something in you caused me to, Take a new tact with you, You were going through something, I had just about scraped through Why do you think I let you get away, With the things you say to me?, Could it be I like you, It's so shameful of me, I like you No one I ever knew or have spoken to, Resembles you, This is good or bad, all depending on, My general mood Why do you think I let you get away, With all the things you say to me?, Could it be I like you, It's so shameful of me, I like you Magistrates who spend their lives, Hiding their mistakes They look at you and I, and, Envy makes them cry, Envy makes them cry Forces of containment, They shove their fat faces into mine, You and I just smile, Because we're thinking the same lines Why do you think I let you get away, With all the things you say to me?, Could it be I like you, It's so shameful of me, I like you You're not right in the head and nor am I, And this why, You're not right in the head and nor am I, And this why This is why I like you, I like you, I like you, This is why I like you, I like you, I like you Because you're not right in the head, and nor am I, And this is why, You're not right in the head, and nor am I And this is why, This is why I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you This is why I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you, This is why I like you, I like you |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
On returning, I can't believe this world is still turning, The pressure's on, Because the pleasure hasn't gone And I'm, Not sorry for, For the things I've done And I'm, Not looking for, Just anyone On competing, Oh, when will this tired heart stop beating?, It's all a game, Existence is only a game And I'm, Not sorry for, For the things I've done And I'm, Not looking for, Just anyone I'm, Slipping below the water line, I'm, Slipping below the water line Reach for my hand, And, And the race is won Reject my hand, And, The damage is done I'm, Slipping below the water line I'm, Slipping below the water line The woman of my dreams, She, She never came along The woman of my dreams, Well, There never was one And I'm, Not sorry for, For the things I've said There's a wild man in my head, There's a wild man In my head |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
Irish blood, English heart
This I'm made of There is no one on earth I'm afraid of And no regime can buy or sell me I've been dreaming of a time when to be English is not to be baneful to be standing by the flag, not feeling shameful racist or racial Irish blood, English heart this I'm made of There is no one on earth I'm afraid of And I will die with both of my hands untied I've been dreaming of a time when the English are sick to death of Labour, and Tories and spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell and denounce this royal line that still salute him and will salute him Forever |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
Irish blood, English heart
This I'm made of There is no one on earth I'm afraid of And no regime can buy or sell me I've been dreaming of a time when to be English is not to be baneful to be standing by the flag, not feeling shameful racist or racial Irish blood, English heart this I'm made of There is no one on earth I'm afraid of And I will die with both of my hands untied I've been dreaming of a time when the English are sick to death of Labour, and Tories and spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell and denounce this royal line that still salute him and will salute him Forever |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
There’s a place in the sun, For anyone who has the will to chase one And I think I've found mine, Yes, I do believe I have found mine, so Close your eyes, And think of someone, You physically admire And let me kiss you, Let me kiss you I've zig-zagged all over America, And I cannot find a safety haven Say, would you let me cry, On your shoulder I've heard that you’ll will try anything twice Close your eyes, And think of someone, You physically admire, And let me kiss you, Let me kiss you But then you open your eyes, And you see someone, That you physically despise But my heart is open My heart is open to you |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
You must be wondering how, The boy next door turned out, Have a care, But don't stare, Because he's still there Lamenting policewomen policemen silly women taxmen, Uniformed whores, They who wish to hurt you, Work within the law This world is full, So full of crashing bores, And I must be one, ‘Cos no one ever turns to me to say Take me in your arms, Take me in your arms, And love me You must be wondering how, The boy next door turned out, Have a care, And say a prayer, Because he's still there Lamenting policewomen policemen silly women taxmen, Uniformed whores, Educated criminals, Work within the law This world is full, Oh oh, So full of crashing bores, And I must be one, cos no one ever turns to me to say Take me in your arms, Take me in your arms, And love me, And love me What really lies, Beyond the constraints of my mind, Could it be the sea, With fate mooning back at me No it's just more lock jawed pop stars, Thicker than pig shit, Nothing to convey They’re so scared to show intelligence, It might smear their lovely career This world, I am afraid, Is designed for crashing bores, I am not one, I am not one You don't understand, You don't understand, And yet you can, Take me in your arms and love me, Love me, And love me Take me in your arms and love me, Love me, love me, Take me in your arms and love me, Take me in your arms and love me Would you do, Would you do, What you should do, Oh oh oh, Oh oh |
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from Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (2004)
The whispering, May hurt you, But the printed word might kill you The whispering, May hurt you, But the printed word might kill you So don't let the blue, The blue eyes fool you, They're just gelignite, Loaded and aiming right between your eyes CDs and T-shirts, promos and God knows, You know I couldn't last, Someone please take me home The teenagers, Who love you, They will wake up, yawn and kill you The teenagers, Who love you, They will wake up, yawn and kill you So don't let the blue, The blue eyes fool you, They're just gelignite, Loaded and aiming right between your eyes CDs and T-shirts, promos and God knows, You know I couldn't last, Someone please take me home There's a cash register ringing and, It weighs so heavy on my back, Someone please take me home The critics who, Can't break you, They somehow help to make you , The critics who, Can't break you, Unwittingly they make you So don't let the good days, Of the gold discs, Creep up and mug you With evil legal eagles, You know I couldn’t last, Accountants rampant, You know I couldn’t last Every -ist and every -ism, Thrown my way to stay, And the northern leeches go on, Removing, removing, removing Then in the end, Your royalties bring you luxuries, Your royalties bring you luxuries, Oh but The squalor of the mind, The squalor of the mind, The squalor of the mind, The squalor of the mind * |
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from Morrissey - Under The Influence (2003)
Trash
Don't take your love away Trash Don't take your love away Trash Don't try to take my life away And please don't you ask me why I love you ... Because I don't know if I do I know it's ... And what will I do with you ? I'd go to lover's leap with you I'd go to fairyland with you I'd go to planet blue with you But I just don't know if I do ... |
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가슴네트워크 Review :: 2004-06-01
Subject : Morrissey - You Are The Quarry (Attack,2004)
