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from The Smiths - Strangeways, Here We Come (2007)
Oh hello, I am the ghost of Troubled Joe
Hung by his pretty white neck Some eighteen months ago I traveled to a mystical time zone And I missed my bed And I soon came home They said, "There's too much caffeine In your bloodstream And a lack of real spice in your life" I said, "Leave me alone Because I'm alright, Dad Surprised to still be on my own" Oh, but don't mention love I'd hate the strain of the pain again A rush and a push and the land That we stand on is ours It has been before so it shall be again And people who are uglier than you and I They take what they need, and just leave Oh, but don't mention love I'd hate the pain of the strain all over again A rush and a push and the land That we stand on is ours It has been before so why can't it be now ? And people who are weaker than you or I They take what they want from life Oh, but don't mention love No, no, don't mention love A rush and a push and the land That we stand on is ours Your youth may be gone But you're still a young man So phone me, phone me So phone me, phone me, phone me Oh, I think I'm in love, oh, I think I'm in love Oh, I think I'm in love, think I'm in love I think I'm in love, oh |
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from The Smiths - This Charming Man [single] (2006)
Every day you must say
So, how do I feel about my life? Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When will you accept yourself? I am sick and I am dull And I am plain How dearly I'd love to get carried away Oh, but dreams have a knack of just not coming true And time is against me now...oh Oh, who and what to blame? Oh, anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When will you accept yourself, for heaven's sake? Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes Every day you must say Oh, how do I feel about the past? Others conquered love - but I ran I sat in my room and I drew up a plan Oh, but plans can fall through (as so often they do) And time is against me now... And there's no-one left to blame Oh, tell me when will you... When will you accept your life? (The one that you hate) For anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes Every day you must say Oh, how do I feel about my shoes? They make me awkward and plain How dearly I would love to kick with the fray... But I once had a dream (and it never came true) And time is against me now... Time is against me now... And there's no one but yourself to blame Oh, anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes Anything is hard to find; for heaven's sake ! Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When will you accept yourself ? When? When? When? When? |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Shyness is nice, and
Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to Shyness is nice, and Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ? Coyness is nice, and Coyness can stop you From saying all the things in Life you'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ? Spending warm Summer days indoors Writing frightening verse To a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME Because if it's not Love Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb That will bring us together Nature is a language - can't you read ? Nature is a language - can't you read ? SO ... ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME Because if it's not Love Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb That will bring us together If it's not Love Then it's the Bomb Then it's the Bomb That will bring us together SO ... ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME Oh, la ... |
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from The Smiths - Rank [live] (1988)
Shyness is nice, and
Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to Shyness is nice, and Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ? Coyness is nice, and Coyness can stop you From saying all the things in Life you'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ? Spending warm Summer days indoors Writing frightening verse To a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME Because if it's not Love Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb That will bring us together Nature is a language - can't you read ? Nature is a language - can't you read ? SO ... ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME Because if it's not Love Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb That will bring us together If it's not Love Then it's the Bomb Then it's the Bomb That will bring us together SO ... ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME Oh, la ... |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
Shyness is nice, and
Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to Shyness is nice, and Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ? Coyness is nice, and Coyness can stop you From saying all the things in Life you'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ? Spending warm Summer days indoors Writing frightening verse To a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME Because if it's not Love Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb.. That will bring us together Nature is a language - can't you read ? Nature is a language - can't you read ? |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best 2 (1997)
Shyness is nice, and
Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to Shyness is nice, and Shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life You'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ? Coyness is nice, and Coyness can stop you From saying all the things in Life you'd like to So, if there's something you'd like to try If there's something you'd like to try ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ? Spending warm Summer days indoors Writing frightening verse To a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME Because if it's not Love Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb That will bring us together Nature is a language - can't you read ? Nature is a language - can't you read ? SO ... ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME Because if it's not Love Then it's the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb, the Bomb That will bring us together If it's not Love Then it's the Bomb Then it's the Bomb That will bring us together SO ... ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME ASK ME, ASK ME, ASK ME Oh, la ... |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
sing me to sleep
sing me to sleep I'm tired and I I want to go to bed sing me to sleep sing me to sleep and then leave me alone don't try to wake me in the morning 'cause I will be gone don't feel bad for me I want to you know deep in the cell of the heart I will feel so glad to go sing me to sleep sing me to sleep I don't want to wake up on my own anymore sing to me sing to me I don't want to wake up on my own anymore don't feel bad for me I want to you know deep in the cell of my heart I really want to go there is another world there is better world well,there must be well,there must be well,there must be well,there must be... |
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from The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead (1986)
Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
when I said I'd like to smash every tooth in your head Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking when I said by rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed And now I know how Joan of Arc felt now I know how Joan of Arc felt as the flames rose to her Roman nose and her Walkman started to melt Bigmouth, bigmouth bigmouth strikes again and I've got no right to take my place with the human race And now I know how Joan of Arc felt now I know of Joan of Arc felt as the flames rose to her Roman nose and her hearing aid started to melt Bigmouth, bigmouth bigmouth strikes again and I've got no right to take my place with the human race |
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from The Smiths - Rank [live] (1988)
Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
When I said I'd like to smash every tooth In your head Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking When I said by rights you should be Bludgeoned in your bed And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her Walkman started to melt Oh ... Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh, bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her hearing aid started to melt Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
Sweetness, sweetness i was only jokingWhen i said i'd like to smash every toothIn your headOh... sweetness, sweetness, i was only jokingWhen i said by rights you should beBludgeoned in your bedAnd now i know how joan of arc feltNow i know how joan of arc feltAs the flames rose to her roman noseAnd her walkman started to meltOh...Bigmouth, la... bigmouth, la...Bigmouth strikes againAnd i've got no right to take my placeWith the human raceOh, bigmouth, la... bigmouth, laBigmouth strikes againAnd i've got no right to take my placeWith the human raceAnd now i know how joan of arc feltNow i know how joan of arc feltAs the flames rose to her roman noseAnd her hearing aid started to meltBigmouth, la... bigmouth, la...Bigmouth strikes againAnd i've got no right to take my placeWith the human raceOh...Bigmouth, oh... bigmouth, la...Bigmouth strikes againAnd i've got no right to take my placeWith the human raceOh ...Bigmouth, oh... bigmouth, la...Bigmouth strikes againAnd i've got no right to take my placeWith the human raceOh...Bigmouth, oh... bigmouth, la...Bigmouth strikes againAnd i've got no right to take my placeWith the human raceOh...
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from The Smiths Is Dead [tribute] (1996)
Sweetness
sweetness I was only joking when I said I'd like to smash every tooth in your head. Oh sweetness sweetness I was only joking when I said by rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed. And now I know how Joan of arc felt now I know how Joan of arc felt as the flames rose to her roman nose and her Discman started to melt Bigmouth la da dum da da bigmouth la da da da, bigmouth strikes again and I've got no right to take my place in the human race Oh bigmouth la da dum da da bigmouth la da da da bigmouth strikes again and I've got no right to take my place in the human race And now I know how Joan of arc felt now I know how Joan of arc felt as the flames rose to her roman nose and her megadrive started to melt Bigmouth la da dum da da bigmouth la da da da bigmouth strikes again and I've got no right to take my place in the human race Oh bigmouth la da dum da da bigmouth la da da da bigmouth strikes again and I've got no right to take my place in the human race. |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best 2 (1997)
Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
When I said I'd like to smash every tooth In your head Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking When I said by rights you should be Bludgeoned in your bed And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her Walkman started to melt Oh ... Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh, bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race And now I know how Joan of Arc felt Now I know how Joan of Arc felt As the flames rose to her roman nose And her hearing aid started to melt Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... Bigmouth, oh ... bigmouth, la ... Bigmouth strikes again And I've got no right to take my place With the Human race Oh ... |
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from The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead (1986)
dreaded sunny day
so I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats and Yeats are on your side A dreaded sunny day so I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats and Yeats are on your side while Wilde is on mine So we go inside and we gravely read the stones all those people all those lives where are they now? with the loves and hates and passions just like mine they were born and then they lived and then they died seems so unfair and I want to cry You say "ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn" and you claim these words as your own but I've read well, and I've heard them said a hundred times, maybe less, maybe more If you must write prose and poems the words you use should be your own don't plagiarise or take "on loans" there's always someone, somewhere with a big nose, who knows and who trips you up and laughs when you fall who'll trip you up and laugh when you fall You say "ere long done do does did" words which could only be your own and then you then produce the text from whence was ripped some dizzy whore, 1804 A dreaded sunny day so let's go where we're happy and I meet you at the cemetery gates Oh Keats and Yeats are on your side A dreaded sunny day so let's go where we're wanted and I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats and Yeats are on your side but you lose because Wilde is on mine |
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from The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead (1986)
dreaded sunny day
so I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats and Yeats are on your side A dreaded sunny day so I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats and Yeats are on your side while Wilde is on mine So we go inside and we gravely read the stones all those people all those lives where are they now? with the loves and hates and passions just like mine they were born and then they lived and then they died seems so unfair and I want to cry You say "ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn" and you claim these words as your own but I've read well, and I've heard them said a hundred times, maybe less, maybe more If you must write prose and poems the words you use should be your own don't plagiarise or take "on loans" there's always someone, somewhere with a big nose, who knows and who trips you up and laughs when you fall who'll trip you up and laugh when you fall You say "ere long done do does did" words which could only be your own and then you then produce the text from whence was ripped some dizzy whore, 1804 A dreaded sunny day so let's go where we're happy and I meet you at the cemetery gates Oh Keats and Yeats are on your side A dreaded sunny day so let's go where we're wanted and I meet you at the cemetery gates Keats and Yeats are on your side but you lose because Wilde is on mine |
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from The Smiths - Strangeways, Here We Come (2007)
Oh Glenn
Don't come to the house tonight Oh Glenn Oh Glenn Don't come to the house tonight Oh Glenn Because there's somebody here Who really really loves you Oh Glenn Stay home Be bored (It's crap, I know) Tonight Oh Glenn Oh Glenn Don't come to the house tonight Oh Glenn Oh Glenn Don't come to the house tonight Because there's somebody here Who'll take a hatchet to your ear The frustration it renders me Hateful, oh... Oh, don't come to the house tonight Oh, don't come to the house tonight Because you'll slip on the Trail of all my sad remains That's why, that's why Goodbye my love, goodbye my love Goodbye my love, goodbye my love Goodbye my love, goodbye my love Belch |
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from The Smiths - Strangeways, Here We Come (2007)
The death of a disco dancer
Well, it happens a lot 'round here And if you think Peace Is a common goal That goes to show How little you know The death of a disco dancer Well, I'd rather not get involved I never talk to my neighbour I'd rather not get involved Oh... Love, peace and harmony? Love, peace and harmony? Oh, very nice Very nice Very nice Very nice ...But maybe in the next world Love, peace and harmony? Love, peace and harmony? Oh, very nice Very nice Very nice Very nice Very nice ...But maybe in the next world Maybe in the next world Maybe in the next world Oh, love, peace and harmony? Love, peace and harmony? Oh, very nice Very nice Very nice ...Oh, but maybe in the next world Maybe in the next world (In the next world, in the next world, in the next world) (In the next world, in the next world, in the next world) The next world, the next world Oh... The death of a disco dancer The death of a disco dancer The death of a disco dancer |
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from The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead (1986)
Frankly, Mr Shankly, this position I've held
it pays my way and it corrodes my soul I want to leave you will not miss me I want to go down in musical history Frankly, Mr Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck I must move fast, you understand me I want to go down in celluloid history Mr Shankly Fame, fame, fatal fame it can play hideous tricks on the brain but still I rather be famous than righteous or holy, any day, any day, any day But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled making Christmas cards with the mentally ill I want to live and I want to love I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of Frankly, Mr Shankly, this position I've held it pays my way and it corrodes my soul oh, I didn't realise that you wrote poetry I didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry Mr Shankly Frankly, Mr Shankly, since you ask you are a flatulent pain the arse I do not mean to be so rude but still, I must speak frankly, Mr Shankly, give us money |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Girl afraid
Where do his intentions lay ? Or does he even have any ? She says : "He never really looks at me I give him every opportunity In the room downstairs He sat and stared In the room downstairs He sat and stared I'll never make that mistake again !" I'll never make that mistake again I'll never make that mistake again Boy afraid Prudence never pays And everything she wants costs money "But she doesn't even like me ! And I know because she said so In the room downstairs She sat and stared In the room downstairs She sat and stared I'll never make that mistake again !" |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best 2 (1997)
Girl afraid
Where do his intentions lay ? Or does he even have any ? She says : "He never really looks at me I give him every opportunity In the room downstairs He sat and stared In the room downstairs He sat and stared I'll never make that mistake again !" I'll never make that mistake again I'll never make that mistake again Boy afraid Prudence never pays And everything she wants costs money "But she doesn't even like me ! And I know because she said so In the room downstairs She sat and stared In the room downstairs She sat and stared I'll never make that mistake again !" |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - it's serious Girlfriend in a coma, I know I know - it's really serious There were times when I could Have "murdered" her (But you know, I would hate Anything to happen to her) NO, I DON'T WANT TO SEE HER Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do you really think She'll pull through ? Girlfriend in a coma, I know I know - it's serious My, my, my, my, my, my baby, goodbye There were times when I could Have "strangled" her (But you know, I would hate Anything to happen to her) WOULD YOU PLEASE LET ME SEE HER ! Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do ... Let me whisper my last goodbyes I know - IT'S SERIOUS |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best I (1999)
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - it's serious Girlfriend in a coma, I know I know - it's really serious There were times when I could Have "murdered" her (But you know, I would hate Anything to happen to her) NO, I DON'T WANT TO SEE HER Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do ... Girlfriend in a coma, I know I know - it's serious My, my, my, my, my, my baby, goodbye There were times when I could Have "strangled" her (But you know, I would hate Anything to happen to her) WOULD YOU PLEASE LET ME SEE HER ! Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do ... Let me whisper my last goodbyes I know - IT'S SERIOUS |
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from The Smiths - Strangeways, Here We Come (2007)
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - it's serious Girlfriend in a coma, I know I know - it's really serious There were times when I could Have "murdered" her (But you know, I would hate Anything to happen to her) NO, I DON'T WANT TO SEE HER Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do ... Girlfriend in a coma, I know I know - it's serious My, my, my, my, my, my baby, goodbye There were times when I could Have "strangled" her (But you know, I would hate Anything to happen to her) WOULD YOU PLEASE LET ME SEE HER ! Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do you really think She'll pull through ? Do ... Let me whisper my last goodbyes I know - IT'S SERIOUS |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Golden lights displaying your name
Golden lights it's a terrible shame But oh my darling Why did you change? Boy in a million, idol, a big star I didn't tell you how great you were I didn't grovel and scream And rip your brand new jacket at the seams You made a record, they liked your singing All of a sudden the phone stops ringing Ah ... I never thought that you would let The glory make you forget Golden lights displaying your name Golden lights it's a terrible shame But oh my darling Why did you change? Top ten idol, king of your age Who do you turn to when you're backstage? Don't you remember you once knew a girl You loved her more than the world Is life always like this, brother? Good for one side but bad for another I must put you behind me tonight 'Cause you belong to the lights Those golden lights displaying your name Golden lights it's a terrible shame But oh my darling Why did you change? Oh, oh my darling Why? Why did you change? Oh... |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Call me morbid, call me pale
I've spent six years on your trail Six long years On your trail Call me morbid, call me pale I've spent six years on your trail Six full years of my life on your trail And if you have five seconds to spare Then I'll tell you the story of my life : Sixteen, clumsy and shy I went to London and I I booked myself in at the why...W.C.A. I said : "I like it here - can I stay ? I like it here - can I stay ? Do you have a vacancy For a back-scrubber?" She was left behind, and sour And she wrote to me, equally dour She said : "In the days when you were Hopelessly poor I just liked you more..." And if you have five seconds to spare Then I'll tell you the story of my life : Sixteen, clumsy and shy I went to London and I I booked myself in at the why...W.C.A. I said : "I like it here - can I stay ? I like it here - can I stay ? And do you have a vacancy For a back-scrubber ?" Call me morbid, call me pale I've spent too long on your trail Far too long Chasing your tail Oh... And if you have five seconds to spare Then I'll tell you the story of my life : Sixteen, clumsy and shy That's the story of my life Sixteen, clumsy and shy The story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life The story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story... |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best I (1999)
Call me morbid, call me pale
I've spent six years on your trail Six long years On your trail Call me morbid, call me pale I've spent six years on your trail Six full years of my life on your trail And if you have five seconds to spare Then I'll tell you the story of my life : Sixteen, clumsy and shy I went to London and I I booked myself in at the why...W.C.A. I said : "I like it here - can I stay ? I like it here - can I stay ? Do you have a vacancy For a back-scrubber?" She was left behind, and sour And she wrote to me, equally dour She said : "In the days when you were Hopelessly poor I just liked you more..." And if you have five seconds to spare Then I'll tell you the story of my life : Sixteen, clumsy and shy I went to London and I I booked myself in at the why...W.C.A. I said : "I like it here - can I stay ? I like it here - can I stay ? And do you have a vacancy For a back-scrubber ?" Call me morbid, call me pale I've spent too long on your trail Far too long Chasing your tail Oh... And if you have five seconds to spare Then I'll tell you the story of my life : Sixteen, clumsy and shy That's the story of my life Sixteen, clumsy and shy The story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life The story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story of my life That's the story... |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds No, it's not like any other love This one is different - because it's us Hand in glove We can go wherever we please And everything depends upon How near you stand to me And if the people stare Then the people stare Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care Kiss My Shades Hand in glove The Good People laugh Yes, we may be hidden by rags But we've something they'll never have Hand in glove The sun shines out of our behinds Yes, we may be hidden by rags But we've something they'll never have And if the people stare Then the people stare Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care Kiss My Shades ... oh ... So, hand in glove I stake my claim I'll fight to the last breath If they dare touch a hair on your head I'll fight to the last breath For the Good Life is out there somewhere So stay on my arm, you little charmer But I know my luck too well Yes, I know my luck too well And I'll probably never see you again I'll probably never see you again I'll probably never see you again Oh ... |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths (1993)
Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds No, it's not like any other love This one is different - because it's us Hand in glove We can go wherever we please And everything depends upon How near you stand to me And if the people stare Then the people stare Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care Kiss My Shades Hand in glove The Good People laugh Yes, we may be hidden by rags But we've something they'll never have Hand in glove The sun shines out of our behinds Yes, we may be hidden by rags But we've something they'll never have And if the people stare Then the people stare Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care Kiss My Shades ... oh ... So, hand in glove I stake my claim I'll fight to the last breath If they dare touch a hair on your head I'll fight to the last breath For the Good Life is out there somewhere So stay on my arm, you little charmer But I know my luck too well Yes, I know my luck too well And I'll probably never see you again I'll probably never see you again I'll probably never see you again Oh ... |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds No, it's not like any other love This one is different - because it's us Hand in glove We can go wherever we please And everything depends upon How near you stand to me And if the people stare Then the people stare Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care Kiss My Shades Hand in glove The Good People laugh Yes, we may be hidden by rags But we've something they'll never have Hand in glove The sun shines out of our behinds Yes, we may be hidden by rags But we've something they'll never have And if the people stare Then the people stare Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care Kiss My Shades ... oh ... So, hand in glove I stake my claim I'll fight to the last breath If they dare touch a hair on your head I'll fight to the last breath For the Good Life is out there somewhere So stay on my arm, you little charmer But I know my luck too well Yes, I know my luck too well And I'll probably never see you again I'll probably never see you again I'll probably never see you again Oh ... |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now I was looking for a job, and then I found a job And heaven knows I'm miserable now In my life Why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die ? Two lovers entwined pass me by And heaven knows I'm miserable now I was looking for a job, and then I found a job And heaven knows I'm miserable now In my life Oh, why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die ? What she asked of me at the end of the day Caligula would have blushed "You've been in the house too long" she said And I (naturally) fled In my life Why do I smile At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ? I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour But heaven knows I'm miserable now "You've been in the house too long" she said And I (naturally) fled In my life Why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now I was looking for a job, and then I found a job And heaven knows I'm miserable now In my life Why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die ? Two lovers entwined pass me by And heaven knows I'm miserable now I was looking for a job, and then I found a job And heaven knows I'm miserable now In my life Oh, why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die ? What she asked of me at the end of the day Caligula would have blushed "You've been in the house too long she said And I (naturally) fled In my life Why do I smile At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ? I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour But heaven knows I'm miserable now "You've been in the house too long" she said And I (naturally) fled In my life Why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best 2 (1997)
I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now I was looking for a job, and then I found a job And heaven knows I'm miserable now In my life Why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die ? Two lovers entwined pass me by And heaven knows I'm miserable now I was looking for a job, and then I found a job And heaven knows I'm miserable now In my life Oh, why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die ? What she asked of me at the end of the day Caligula would have blushed "You've been in the house too long" she said And I (naturally) fled In my life Why do I smile At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ? I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour But heaven knows I'm miserable now "You've been in the house too long" she said And I (naturally) fled In my life Why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
I am the son
And the heir Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and heir Of nothing in particular You shut your mouth How can you say I go about things the wrong way ? I am Human and I need to be loved Just like everybody else does I am the son And the heir Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and heir Oh, of nothing in particular You shut your mouth How can you say I go about things the wrong way ? I am Human and I need to be loved Just like everybody else does There's a club, if you'd like to go You could meet somebody who really loves you So you go, and you stand on your own And you leave on your own And you go home, and you cry And you want to die When you say it's gonna happen "now" Well, when exactly do you mean ? See I've already waited too long And all my hope is gone You shut your mouth How can you say I go about things the wrong way ? I am Human and I need to be loved Just like everybody else does |
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from The Wedding Singer (웨딩싱어) by Teddy Castellucci [ost] (1998)
I am the son
and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and the heir of nothing in particular You shut your mouth how can you say I go about things the wrong way I am Human and I need to be loved Just like everybody else does There's a club, if you like to go you could meet somebody who really loves you so you go, and you stand on your own and you leave on your own and you go home, and you cry and you want to die When you say it's gonna happen "now" well, when exactly do you mean? see I've already waited too long and all my hope is gone |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best I (1999)
I am the son
And the heir Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and the heir Of nothing in particular You shut your mouth How can you say I go about things the wrong way I am Human and I need to be loved Just like everybody else does There's a club, if you like to go You could meet somebody who really loves you So you go, and you stand on your own And you leave on your own And you go home And you cry And you want to die When you say it's gonna happen "now", Well, when exactly do you mean? See I've already waited too long And all my hope is gone.. |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths (1993)
Bought on stolen wine
A nod was the first step You knew very well What was coming next Bought on stolen wine A nod was the first step You knew very well What was coming next Did I really walk all this way Just to hear you say : "Oh, I don't want to go out tonight" ? "Oh, I don't want to go out tonight" Oh, but you will For you must I don't owe you anything, no But you owe me something Repay me now You should never go to them Let them come to you Just like I do Just like I do You should not go to them Let them come to you Just like I do Just like I do Did I really walk all this way Just to hear you say : "Oh, I don't want to go out tonight" ? "Oh, I don't want to go out tonight" But you will For you must I don't owe you anything, no But you owe me something Repay me now Too freely on your lips Words prematurely sad Oh, but I know what will make you smile tonight Life is never kind Life is never kind Oh, but I know what will make you smile tonight |
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from The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead (1986)
Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
and as I climb into an empty bed oh well, enough said I know it's over still I cling I don't know where else I can go, mother Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head see, the sea wants to take me the knife wants to slit me do you think you can help me? Sad veiled bride, please be happy handsome groom, give her room loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly although she needs you more than she loves you And I know it's over still I cling I don't know where else I can go it's over, it's over, it's over I know it's over and it never really began but in my heart it was so real and you even spoke to me and said: "If you're so funny then why are you on your own tonight? and if you're so clever then why are you on your own tonight? if you're so very entertaining then why are you on your own tonight? if you're so very good looking why do you sleep alone tonight? I know because tonight is just like any other night that's why you're on your own tonight with your triumphs and your charms while they are in each other's arms" It's so easy to laugh it's so easy to hate it takes strength to be gentle and kind it's over, over, over It's so easy to laugh it's so easy to hate it takes guts to be gentle and kind it's over, over, over Love is natural and real but not for you, my love not tonight my love love is natural and real but not for such as you and I, my love Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head |
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from The Smiths - Rank [live] (1988)
Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head
And as i climb into an empty bed Oh well. enough said. I know it's over - still i cling I don't know where else i can go Oh ... Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head See, the sea wants to take me The knife wants to slit me Do you think you can help me ? Sad veiled bride, please be happy Handsome groom, give her room Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly (though she needs you More than she loves you) And i know it's over - still i cling I don't know where else i can go Over and over and over and over Over and over, la ... I know it's over And it never really began But in my heart it was so real And you even spoke to me, and said : "if you're so funny Then why are you on your own tonight ? And if you're so clever Then why are you on your own tonight ? If you're so very entertaining Then why are you on your own tonight ? If you're so very good-looking Why do you sleep alone tonight ? I know ... 'cause tonight is just like any other night That's why you're on your own tonight With your triumphs and your charms While they're in each other's arms..." It's so easy to laugh It's so easy to hate It takes strength to be gentle and kind Over, over, over, over It's so easy to laugh It's so easy to hate It takes guts to be gentle and kind Over, over Love is natural and real But not for you, my love Not tonight, my love Love is natural and real But not for such as you and i, my love Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my ... Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head Oh mother, i can even feel the soil falling over my head Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my head Oh mother, i can feel the soil falling over my ... |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
The lanes were silent
There was nothing, no one, nothing around for miles I doused our friendly venture With a hard-faced Three-word gesture I started something I forced you to a zone And you were clearly Never meant to go Hair brushed and parted Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something ...And now I'm not too sure I grabbed you by the guilded beams Uh, that's what tradition means And I doused another venture With a gesture That was ... absolutely vile I started something I forced you to a zone And you were clearly Never meant to go Hair brushed and parted Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something ...And now I'm not too sure I grabbed you by the guilded beams Uh, that's what tradition means And now eighteen months' hard labour Seems ... fair enough I started something And I forced you to a zone And you were clearly Never meant to go Hair brushed and parted Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something And now I'm not too sure |
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from The Smiths - Strangeways, Here We Come (2007)
The lanes were silent
There was nothing, no one, nothing around for miles I doused our friendly venture With a hard-faced Three-word gesture I started something I forced you to a zone And you were clearly Never meant to go Hair brushed and parted Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something ...And now I'm not too sure I grabbed you by the guilded beams Uh, that's what tradition means And I doused another venture With a gesture That was ... absolutely vile I started something I forced you to a zone And you were clearly Never meant to go Hair brushed and parted Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something ...And now I'm not too sure I grabbed you by the guilded beams Uh, that's what tradition means And now eighteen months' hard labour Seems ... fair enough I started something And I forced you to a zone And you were clearly Never meant to go Hair brushed and parted Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something And now I'm not too sure I started something I started something Typical me, typical me Typical me, typical me Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something And now I'm not too sure OK Stephen ? ...Do that again ? |
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from The Smiths - Strangeways, Here We Come (2007)
I won't share you, no
I won't share you With the drive And ambition The zeal I feel This is my time The note I wrote As she read, she said "Has the Perrier gone Straight to my head Or is life sick and cruel, instead?" "Yes!" No - no - no - no - no - no No - no - no - no - no - no Oh... I won't share you, no I won't share you With the drive And the dreams inside This is my time Life tends to come and go That's OK As long as you know Life tends to come and go As long as you know Know, know, know, know, know Know, know, know, know Oh... I won't share you, no I won't share you With the drive And the dreams inside This is my time I want the freedom and I want the guile I want the freedom and the guile Oh, life tends to come and go As long as you know Know, know, know, know Know, know, know, know Oh... I won't share you, no I won't share you I'll see you somewhere I'll see you sometime Darling... |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
> I left the North
I traveled South I found a tiny house And I can't help the way I feel Oh yes, you can kick me And you can punch me And you can break my face But you won't change the way I feel 'Cause I love you Oh... And is it really so strange ? Oh, is it really so strange ? Oh, is it really so, really so strange ? I say NO, you say YES (and you will change your mind) I left the South I traveled North I got confused - I killed a horse I can't help the way I feel Oh yes, you can punch me And you can butt me And you can break my spine But you won't change the way I feel 'Cause I love you Oh ... And is it really so strange ? Oh, is it really so strange ? Oh, is it really so, really so strange ? I say NO, you say YES (But you will change your mind) I left the North again I traveled South again And I got confused - I killed a nun I CAN'T HELP THE WAY I FEEL I CAN'T HELP THE WAY I FEEL I CAN'T HELP THE WAY I FEEL (I lost my bag in Newport Pagnell) Why is the last mile the hardest mile ? My throat was dry, with the sun in my eyes And I realized, I realized I could never I could never, never, never, go back home again ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By MORRISSEY, STEVEN / MARR, JOHNNY <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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from The Smiths - Rank [live] (1988)
I left the North
I traveled South I found a tiny house And I can't help the way I feel Oh yes, you can kick me And you can punch me And you can break my face But you won't change the way I feel 'Cause I love you Oh... And is it really so strange ? Oh, is it really so strange ? Oh, is it really so, really so strange ? I say NO, you say YES (and you will change your mind) I left the South I traveled North I got confused - I killed a horse I can't help the way I feel Oh yes, you can punch me And you can butt me And you can break my spine But you won't change the way I feel 'Cause I love you Oh ... And is it really so strange ? Oh, is it really so strange ? Oh, is it really so, really so strange ? I say NO, you say YES (But you will change your mind) I left the North again I traveled South again And I got confused - I killed a nun I CAN'T HELP THE WAY I FEEL I CAN'T HELP THE WAY I FEEL I CAN'T HELP THE WAY I FEEL (I lost my bag in Newport Pagnell) Why is the last mile the hardest mile ? My throat was dry, with the sun in my eyes And I realized, I realized I could never I could never, never, never, go back home again |
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from The Smiths - This Charming Man [single] (2006)
Jeane,
The low life has lost its appeal And I'm tired of walking these streets To a room with its cupboards bare Jeane, I'm not sure what happiness means But I look in your eyes and I know... That it isn't there We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried... Oh Jeane... There's ice on the sink where we bathe So how can you call this a home When you know its a grave Yet you still have that greedy grace... As you tidy the place But it will never be clean... Jeane We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried... Gash on the nail Its just a fairytale... And I don't believe in magic anymore, Jeane... But I think you know, I really think you know Oh yes I think you know the truth, Jeane No heavenly choirs not for me And no not for you Because I think you know I really think you know I think you know the truth Oh Jeane We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried and we failed We tried... |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best 2 (1997)
Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me No hope, no harm Just another false alarm Last night I felt Real arms around me No hope, no harm Just another false alarm So, tell me how long Before the last one ? And tell me how long Before the right one ? The story is old - I KNOW But it goes on The story is old - I KNOW But it goes on Oh, GOES ON And on Oh, goes on And on |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me No hope, no harm Just another false alarm Last night I felt Real arms around me No hope, no harm Just another false alarm So, tell me how long Before the last one ? And tell me how long Before the right one ? The story is old - I KNOW But it goes on The story is old - I KNOW But it goes on Oh, GOES ON And on Oh, goes on And on |
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from The Smiths - Strangeways, Here We Come (2007)
Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me No hope, no harm Just another false alarm Last night I felt Real arms around me No hope, no harm Just another false alarm So, tell me how long Before the last one ? And tell me how long Before the right one ? The story is old - I KNOW But it goes on The story is old - I KNOW But it goes on Oh, GOES ON And on Oh, goes on And on |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Smoke
Lingers 'round your fingers Train Heave on - to Euston Do you think you've made The right decision this time ? Oh ... You left Your tired family grieving And you think they're sad because you're leaving But did you see Jealousy in the eyes Of the ones who had to stay behind ? And do you think you've made The right decision this time ? You left Your girlfriend on the platform With this really ragged notion that you'll return But she knows That when he goes He really goes And do you think you've made The right decision this time ? |
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from The Smiths - Rank [live] (1988)
Smoke
Lingers 'round your fingers Train Heave on - to Euston Do you think you've made The right decision this time ? Oh ... You left Your tired family grieving And you think they're sad because you're leaving But did you see Jealousy in the eyes Of the ones who had to stay behind ? And do you think you've made The right decision this time ? You left Your girlfriend on the platform With this really ragged notion that you'll return But she knows That when he goes He really goes And do you think you've made The right decision this time ? |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths (1993)
So, goodbye
Please stay with your own kind And I'll stay with mine There's something against us It's not time It's not time So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye I know I need hardly say How much I love your casual way Oh, but please put your tongue away A little higher and we're well away The dark nights are drawing in And your humor is as black as them I look at yours, you laugh at mine And "love" is just a miserable lie You have destroyed my flower-like life Not once - twice You have corrupt my innocent mind Not once - twice I know the wind-swept mystical air It means : I'd like to see your underwear I recognize that mystical air It means : I'd like to seize your underwear What do we get for our trouble and pain ? Just a rented room in Whalley Range What do we get for our trouble and pain ? ...Whalley Range ! Into the depths of the criminal world I followed her ... I need advice, I need advice I need advice, I need advice Nobody ever looks at me twice Nobody ever looks at me twice I'm just a country-mile behind The world I'm just a country-mile behind The whole world Oh oh, oh ... I'm just a country-mile behind The world I'm just a country-mile behind The whole world Oh oh, oh ... Take me when you go Oh oh, oh... Take me when you go Oh oh, oh ... I need advice, I need advice |
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from The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead (1986)
When you walk without ease
on these streets where you were raised I had a really bad dream it lasted 20 years, 7 months, and 27 days And I know that, I know that I never had no one ever Now I'm outside your house I'm alone and I'm outside your house I hate to intrude I know I'm alone I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone And I never, never had no one ever I never had no one ever |
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from The Smiths - Strangeways, Here We Come (2007)
At the record company meeting
On their hands - a dead star And oh, the plans they weave And oh, the sickening greed At the record company party On their hands - a dead star The sycophantic slags all say : "I knew him first, and I knew him well" Re-issue! Re-package! Re-package! Re-evaluate the songs Double-pack with a photograph Extra track (and a tacky badge) A-list, playlist "Please them , please them !" "Please them !" (sadly, this was your life) But you could have said no If you'd wanted to You could have said no If you'd wanted to BPI, MTV, BBC "Please them ! Please then!" (sadly this was your life) But you could have said no If you'd wanted to You could have walked away ...Couldn't you? I touched you at the soundcheck You had no real way of knowing In my heart I begged "Take me with you ... I don't care where you're going..." But to you I was faceless I was fawning, I was boring Just a child from those ugly new houses Who could never begin to know Who could never really know Oh... Best of! Most of! Satiate the need Slip them into different sleeves! Buy both, and feel deceived Climber - new entry, re-entry World tour! ("media whore") "Please the Press in Belgium!" (This was your life...) And when it fails to recoup ? Well, maybe : You just haven't earned it yet, baby I walked a pace behind you at the soundcheck You're just the same as I am What makes most people feel happy Leads us headlong into harm So, in my bedroom in those 'ugly new houses' I danced my legs down to the knees But me and my 'true love' Will never meet again... At the record company meeting On their hands - at last! - A dead star ! But they can never taint you in my eyes No, they can never touch you now No, they cannot hurt you, my darling They cannot touch you now But me and my 'true love' Will never meet again |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham I wonder to myself Could life ever be sane again ? The Leeds side-streets that you slip down I wonder to myself Hopes may rise on the Grasmere But Honey Pie, you're not safe here So you run down To the safety of the town But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle Dublin, Dundee, Humberside I wonder to myself Burn down the disco Hang the blessed DJ Because the music that they constantly play IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE Hang the blessed DJ Because the music they constantly play On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down Provincial towns you jog 'round Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ |
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from The Smiths - Rank [live] (1988)
Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham I wonder to myself Could life ever be sane again ? The Leeds side-streets that you slip down I wonder to myself Hopes may rise on the Grasmere But Honey Pie, you're not safe here So you run down To the safety of the town But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle Dublin, Dundee, Humberside I wonder to myself Burn down the disco Hang the blessed DJ Because the music that they constantly play IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE Hang the blessed DJ Because the music they constantly play On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down Provincial towns you jog 'round Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham I wonder to myself Could life ever be sane again ? The Leeds side-streets that you slip down I wonder to myself Hopes may rise on the Grasmere But Honey Pie, you're not safe here So you run down To the safety of the town But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle Dublin, Dundee, Humberside I wonder to myself Burn down the disco Hang the blessed DJ Because the music that they constantly play IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE Hang the blessed DJ Because the music they constantly play On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down Provincial towns you jog 'round Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ .. |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best I (1999)
Panic on the streets of London
Panic on the streets of Birmingham I wonder to myself Could life ever be sane again ? The Leeds side-streets that you slip down I wonder to myself Hopes may rise on the Grasmere But Honey Pie, you're not safe here So you run down To the safety of the town But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle Dublin, Dundee, Humberside I wonder to myself Burn down the disco Hang the blessed DJ Because the music that they constantly play IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE Hang the blessed DJ Because the music they constantly play On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down Provincial towns you jog 'round Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ HANG THE DJ |
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from Never Been Kissed (25살의 키스) by David Newman [ost] (1999)
Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had Can make a good man Turn bad So please please please Let me, let me, let me Let me get what I want This time Haven't had a dream in a long time See, the life I've had Can make a good man bad So for once in my life Let me get what I want Lord knows, it would be the first time Lord knows, it would be the first time |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had Can make a good man Turn bad So please please please Let me, let me, let me Let me get what I want This time Haven't had a dream in a long time See, the life I've had Can make a good man bad So for once in my life Let me get what I want Lord knows, it would be the first time Lord knows, it would be the first time |
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from 500 Days Of Summer (500일의 썸머) [ost] (2009)
Good times for a change
see, the luck I've had can make a good man turn bad So please please please let me, let me, let me let me get what I want this time Haven't had a dream in a long time see, the life I've had can make a good man bad So for once in my life let me get what I want Lord knows it would be the first time Lord knows it would be the first time |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best I (1999)
Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had Can make a good man Turn bad So please please please Let me, let me, let me Let me get what I want This time Haven't had a dream in a long time See, the life I've had Can make a good man bad So for once in my life Let me get what I want Lord knows, it would be the first time Lord knows, it would be the first time |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths (1993)
Upon the sand, upon the bay
"There is a quick and easy way" you say Before you illustrate I'd rather state : "I'm not the man you think I am I'm not the man you think I am" And sorrow's native son He will not smile for anyone And pretty girls make graves Oh... End of the pier, end of the bay You tug my arm, and say : "give in to lust, Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll Soon be dust... " Oh, I'm not the man you think I am I'm not the man you think I am And sorrow's native son He will not rise for anyone And pretty girls make graves Oh really ? Oh... I could have been wild and I could have Been free But nature played this trick on me She wants it now And she will not wait But she's too rough And I'm too delicate Then, on the sand Another man, he takes her hand A smile lights up her stupid face (and well, it would) I lost my faith in womanhood I lost my faith in womanhood I lost my faith... Oh... Hand in glove... The sun shines out of our behinds... Oh... |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths (1993)
It's time the tale were told
Of how you took a child And you made him old It's time the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old You made him old Reel around the fountain Slap me on the patio I'll take it now Oh... Fifteen minutes with you Well, I wouldn't say no Oh, people said that you were virtually dead And they were so wrong Fifteen minutes with you Oh, well, I wouldn't say no Oh, people said that you were easily led And they were half-right Oh, they...oh, they were half-right, oh It's time the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old It's time that the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old You made him old Oh, reel around the fountain Slap me on the patio I'll take it now Ah...oh... Fifteen minutes with you Oh, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you Oh, but I do. Fifteen minutes with you Oh, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you I do. Oh, I...oh, I do Oh... I dreamt about you last night And I fell out of bed twice You can pin and mount me like a butterfly But "take me to the haven of your bed" Was something that you never said Two lumps, please You're the bee's knees But so am I Oh, meet me at the fountain Shove me on the patio I'll take it slowly Oh... Fifteen minutes with you Oh, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you Oh, but I do. Fifteen minutes with you Oh, no, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you I do. Oh, I...I do Oh, I do Oh, I do Oh, I do |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best 2 (1997)
It's time the tale were told
Of how you took a child And you made him old It's time the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old You made him old Reel around the fountain Slap me on the patio I'll take it now Oh... Fifteen minutes with you Well, I wouldn't say no Oh, people said that you were virtually dead And they were so wrong Fifteen minutes with you Oh, well, I wouldn't say no Oh, people said that you were easily led And they were half-right Oh, they...oh, they were half-right, oh It's time the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old It's time that the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old You made him old Oh, reel around the fountain Slap me on the patio I'll take it now Ah...oh... Fifteen minutes with you Oh, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you Oh, but I do. Fifteen minutes with you Oh, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you I do. Oh, I...oh, I do Oh... I dreamt about you last night And I fell out of bed twice You can pin and mount me like a butterfly But "take me to the haven of your bed" Was something that you never said Two lumps, please You're the bee's knees But so am I Oh, meet me at the fountain Shove me on the patio I'll take it slowly Oh... Fifteen minutes with you Oh, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you Oh, but I do. Fifteen minutes with you Oh, no, I wouldn't say no Oh, people see no worth in you I do. Oh, I...I do Oh, I do Oh, I do Oh, I do |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
A sad fact widely known
The most impassionate song To a lonely soul Is so easily outgrown But dont forget the songs That made you smile And the songs that made you cry When you lay in awe On the bedroom floor And said : oh, oh, smother me mother... No ... Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring La ... The passing of time And all of its crimes Is making me sad again The passing of time And all of its sickening crimes Is making me sad again But dont forget the songs That made you cry And the songs that saved your life Yes, youre older now And youre a clever swine But they were the only ones who ever stood by you The passing of time leaves empty lives Waiting to be filled (the passing ...) The passing of time Leaves empty lives Waiting to be filled Im here with the cause Im holding the torch In the corner of your room Can you hear me ? And when youre dancing and laughing And finally living Hear my voice in your head And think of me kindly No ... Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring La ... No ... Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring Do you Love me like you used to ? Oh ... Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring La ... Youre clever Everybodys clever nowadays Youre clever Everybodys clever nowadays You are sleeping You do not want to believe You are sleeping You do not want to believe You are sleeping You do not want to believe You are sleeping |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best I (1999)
A sad fact widely known
The most impassionate song To a lonely soul Is so easily outgrown But dont forget the songs That made you smile And the songs that made you cry When you lay in awe On the bedroom floor And said : oh, oh, smother me mother... No ... Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring La ... The passing of time And all of its crimes Is making me sad again The passing of time And all of its sickening crimes Is making me sad again But dont forget the songs That made you cry And the songs that saved your life Yes, youre older now And youre a clever swine But they were the only ones who ever stood by you The passing of time leaves empty lives Waiting to be filled (the passing ...) The passing of time Leaves empty lives Waiting to be filled Im here with the cause Im holding the torch In the corner of your room Can you hear me ? And when youre dancing and laughing And finally living Hear my voice in your head And think of me kindly No ... Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring La ... No ... Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring Do you Love me like you used to ? Oh ... Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring La ... Youre clever Everybodys clever nowadays Youre clever Everybodys clever nowadays You are sleeping You do not want to believe You are sleeping You do not want to believe You are sleeping You do not want to believe You are sleeping |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths (1984)
The last night of the fair
By the big wheel generator A boy is stabbed And his money is grabbed And the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine She is famous She is funny An engagement ring Doesn't mean a thing To a mind consumed by brass (money) And though I walk home alone I might walk home alone... ...But my faith in love is still devout The last night of the fair From a seat on a whirling waltzer Her skirt ascends for a watching eye It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side) From a seat on a whirling waltzer Her skirt ascends for a watching eye It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side) And though I walk home alone I might walk home alone... ...But my faith in love is still devout Then someone falls in love And someone's beaten up Someone's beaten up And the senses being dulled are mine And someone falls in love And someone's beaten up And the senses being dulled are mine And though I walk home alone I might walk home alone ... ...But my faith in love is still devout This is the last night of the fair And the grease in the hair Of a speedway operator Is all a tremulous heart requires A schoolgirl is denied She said : "How quickly would I die If I jumped from the top of the parachutes?" La... This is the last night of the fair And the grease in the hair Of a speedway operator Is all a tremulous heart requires A schoolgirl is denied She said : "How quickly would I die If I jumped from the top of the parachutes?" La... So...scratch my name on your arm with a fountain pen (This means you really love me) Scratch my name on your arm with a fountain pen (This means you really love me) Oh... And though I walk home alone I just might walk home alone But my faith in love is still devout I might walk home alone But my faith in love is still devout I might walk home alone But my faith in love is still devout La... |
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from The Smiths - Meat Is Murder [2011 Remastered Version] (1985)
The last night of the fair
By the big wheel generator A boy is stabbed And his money is grabbed And the air hangs heavy like a dulling wine She is famous She is funny An engagement ring Doesn't mean a thing To a mind consumed by brass (money) And though I walk home alone I might walk home alone... ...But my faith in love is still devout The last night of the fair From a seat on a whirling waltzer Her skirt ascends for a watching eye It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side) From a seat on a whirling waltzer Her skirt ascends for a watching eye It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side) And though I walk home alone I might walk home alone... ...But my faith in love is still devout Then someone falls in love And someone's beaten up Someone's beaten up And the senses being dulled are mine And someone falls in love And someone's beaten up And the senses being dulled are mine And though I walk home alone I might walk home alone ... ...But my faith in love is still devout This is the last night of the fair And the grease in the hair Of a speedway operator Is all a tremulous heart requires A schoolgirl is denied She said : "How quickly would I die If I jumped from the top of the parachutes?" La... This is the last night of the fair And the grease in the hair Of a speedway operator Is all a tremulous heart requires A schoolgirl is denied She said : "How quickly would I die If I jumped from the top of the parachutes?" La... So...scratch my name on your arm with a fountain pen (This means you really love me) Scratch my name on your arm with a fountain pen (This means you really love me) Oh... And though I walk home alone I just might walk home alone But my faith in love is still devout I might walk home alone But my faith in love is still devout I might walk home alone But my faith in love is still devout La... |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Young bones groan
And the rocks below say : "Throw your skinny body down, son !" But I'm going to meet the one I love So please don't stand in my way Because I'm going to meet the one I love No, Mamma, let me go ! Young bones groan And the rocks below say : "Throw your white body down !" But I'm going to meet the one I love At last ! At last ! At last ! I'm going to meet the one I love La-de-da, la-de-da No, Mamma, let me go ! No ... I thought that if you had An acoustic guitar Then it meant that you were A Protest Singer Oh, I can smile about it now But at the time it was terrible No, Mamma, let me go No ... |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
Young bones groan
And the rocks below say : "Throw your skinny body down, son !" But I'm going to meet the one I love So please don't stand in my way Because I'm going to meet the one I love No, Mamma, let me go ! Young bones groan And the rocks below say : "Throw your white body down !" But I'm going to meet the one I love At last ! At last ! At last ! I'm going to meet the one I love La-de-da, la-de-da No, Mamma, let me go ! No ... I thought that if you had An acoustic guitar Then it meant that you were A Protest Singer Oh, I can smile about it now But at the time it was terrible No, Mamma, let me go No ... |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best 2 (1997)
Young bones groan
And the rocks below say : "Throw your skinny body down, son !" But I'm going to meet the one I love So please don't stand in my way Because I'm going to meet the one I love No, Mamma, let me go ! Young bones groan And the rocks below say : "Throw your white body down !" But I'm going to meet the one I love At last ! At last ! At last ! I'm going to meet the one I love La-de-da, la-de-da No, Mamma, let me go ! No ... I thought that if you had An acoustic guitar Then it meant that you were A Protest Singer Oh, I can smile about it now But at the time it was terrible No, Mamma, let me go No ... |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Is it wrong to want to live on your own ?
No, it's not wrong - but I must know How can someone so young Sing words so sad ? Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow Boot the grime of this world in the crotch, dear And don't go home tonight Come out and find the one that you love and who loves you The one that you love and who loves you Oh ... Is it wrong not to always be glad ? No, it's not wrong - but I must add How can someone so young Sing words so sad ? Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow Boot the grime of this world in the crotch, dear And don't go home tonight Come out and find the one that you love and who loves you The one that you love and who loves you Take my hand and off we stride Oh, la ... You're a girl and I'm a boy La ... Take my hand and off we stride Oh, la ... I'm a girl and you're a boy La ... Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow La ... Throw your homework onto the fire Come out and find the one that you love Come out and find the one you love |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
Is it wrong to want to live on your own ?
No, it's not wrong - but I must know How can someone so young Sing words so sad ? Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow Boot the grime of this world in the crotch, dear And don't go home tonight Come out and find the one that you love and who loves you The one that you love and who loves you Oh ... Is it wrong not to always be glad ? No, it's not wrong - but I must add How can someone so young Sing words so sad ? Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow Boot the grime of this world in the crotch, dear And don't go home tonight Come out and find the one that you love and who loves you The one that you love and who loves you Take my hand and off we stride Oh, la ... You're a girl and I'm a boy La ... Take my hand and off we stride Oh, la ... I'm a girl and you're a boy La Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow La ... Throw your homework onto the fire Come out and find the one that you love Come out and find the one you love |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best I (1999)
Is it wrong to want to live on your own ?
No, it's not wrong - but I must know How can someone so young Sing words so sad ? Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow Boot the grime of this world in the crotch, dear And don't go home tonight Come out and find the one that you love and who loves you The one that you love and who loves you Oh ... Is it wrong not to always be glad ? No, it's not wrong - but I must add How can someone so young Sing words so sad ? Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow Boot the grime of this world in the crotch, dear And don't go home tonight Come out and find the one that you love and who loves you The one that you love and who loves you Take my hand and off we stride Oh, la ... You're a girl and I'm a boy La ... Take my hand and off we stride Oh, la ... I'm a girl and you're a boy La ... Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow La ... Throw your homework onto the fire Come out and find the one that you love Come out and find the one you love |
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from The Smiths - Louder Than Bombs [2011 Remastered Version] (1987)
Learn to love me
Assemble the ways Now, today, tomorrow and always My only weakness is a list of crime My only weakness is ... well, never mind, never mind Oh, shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Hand it over Hand it over Hand it over Learn to love me And assemble the ways Now, today, tomorrow, and always My only weakness is a listed crime But last night the plans of a future war Was all I saw on Channel Four Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Hand it over Hand it over Hand it over A heartless hand on my shoulder A push - and it's over Alabaster crashes down (Six months is a long time) Tried living in the real world Instead of a shell But before I began ... I was bored before I even began Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Take over |
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from The Smiths - Singles (1995)
Learn to love me
Assemble the ways Now, today, tomorrow and always My only weakness is a list of crime My only weakness is ... well, never mind, never mind Oh, shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Hand it over Hand it over Hand it over Learn to love me And assemble the ways Now, today, tomorrow, and always My only weakness is a listed crime But last night the plans of a future war Was all I saw on Channel Four Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Hand it over Hand it over Hand it over A heartless hand on my shoulder A push - and it's over Alabaster crashes down (Six months is a long time) Tried living in the real world Instead of a shell But before I began ... I was bored before I even began Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Take over |
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from The Smiths - The Smiths Best I (1999)
Learn to love me
Assemble the ways Now, today, tomorrow and always My only weakness is a list of crime My only weakness is ... well, never mind, never mind Oh, shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Hand it over Hand it over Hand it over Learn to love me And assemble the ways Now, today, tomorrow, and always My only weakness is a listed crime But last night the plans of a future war Was all I saw on Channel Four Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Hand it over Hand it over Hand it over A heartless hand on my shoulder A push - and it's over Alabaster crashes down (Six months is a long time) Tried living in the real world Instead of a shell But before I began ... I was bored before I even began Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Unite and take over Shoplifters of the world Take over |
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from The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead (1986)
From the ice-age to the dole-age
there is but one concern I have just discovered *Some girls are bigger than others some girls are bigger than others some girls mothers are bigger than other girls mothers As Antony said to Cleopatra as he opened a crate of ale oh I say *Repeat |
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from The Smiths Is Dead [tribute] (1996)
From the ice-age to the dole-age there is but one concern,
That I have just discovered some girls are bigger than others, Some girls are bigger than others, Some girl's mothers are bigger than other girl's mothers, Some girls are bigger than others, Some girls are bigger than others, Some girl's mothers are bigger than other girl's mothers, As Anthony said to Cleopatra, as he opened a crate of ale, Oh, I say, some girls are bigger than others, Some girls are bigger than others, Some girl's mothers are bigger than other girl's mothers, Some girls are bigger than others, Some girls are bigger than others, Some girl's mothers are bigger than other girl's mothers, The light on your pillow, The one that you dream of, The light on your pillow, The one that you dream of, And I said you're mine. |
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끔찍하게 민감한 마음 :: 2013-04-22
Subject : We are infinite. <월플라워>(Perks Of Being A Wallflower, 2012)
