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segunda-feira, 14 de agosto de 2023

Morrissey - Cosmic Dancer [Live]



I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was ... oh
I was dancing when I was ... oh
I danced myself out of the womb
I danced myself out of the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon?
Is it strange to dance so soon?

Is it wrong to understand
The fear that dwells inside a man ?
What's it like to be a loon?
I liken it to a balloon
Oh ...

I danced myself into the tomb
I danced myself into the tomb
Is it strange to dance so soon?
Is it strange to dance so soon?

Is it wrong to understand
The fear that dwells inside a man?
What's it like to be a loon?
I liken it to a balloon
Oh ...

(originally recorded by T. Rex)

quarta-feira, 26 de abril de 2023

Morrissey - Reader Meet Author



You don't know a thing about their lives
They live where you wouldn't dare to drive
You shake as you think of how they sleep
But you write as if you all lie side by side

Reader meet author
With the hope of hearing sense
But you may be feeling let down
By the words of defense

He says:
"No one ever sees me when I cry"

You don't know a thing about their lives
Books don't save them, books aren't Stanley knives
And if a fight broke out here tonight
You'd be the first away because you're that type

And the year 2000 won't change anyone here
As each fabled promise flies so fast
You'll swear it was never there
Have you ever escaped from a shipwrecked life?

So safely with your software
All miles from the front line
You hear the way the sad voice sings
And you start to imagine things
Oh, any excuse to write more lies

domingo, 26 de março de 2023

Morrissey - Sunny



We're really missing you
We're really missing you
Oh, and you've only just gone

Oh, well, you punched and fell
Then you felt embarrassed
My heart goes out to you
So I offered love and it was not required
Oh, what else can I do?
What else can I do?

We're really missing you
We're really missing you
And you've only just gone

So, sunny, send at least one thoughtful letter
My heart goes out to you
Tell us all how things are so much better
My heart, it left with you
What else can I do?

Oh, they're not forgiving you
And you're not even wrong

Oh, with your jean belt wrapped around your arm
Oh, sunny, my heart goes out to you
And with a needle pressed onto tight skin
Sunny, I cry when I see
Where it's taken you

I'm here, I won't move
I'm here, I won't move
I'm here, I will not move

quinta-feira, 19 de dezembro de 2019

Morrissey - Sister I'm a Poet



All over this town
Yes, a low wind may blow
And I can see through
Everybody's clothes

With no reason
To hide these words, I feel
And no reason
To talk about the books I read
But still, I do

That's 'cause I'm a
Sister I'm a
All over this town

Along this way
Outside the prison gates
I love the romance of crime
And I wonder

Does anybody feel
The same way I do?
And is evil just something you are
Or something you do?

Sister I'm a
Sister I'm a
All over this town
All over this town
They pull over
In their Citroen vans
Not to shake your hands

With Meths on their breaths
And you with youth on your side
All alone, lone, alone, waiting at the lights
But not this time

Sister I'm a
Sister I'm a
All over this town

All
Oh
All over this town

quarta-feira, 4 de abril de 2018

Morrissey - The Boy Racer



He's just too good-natured and
He's got too much money and
He's got too many girlfriends
I'm jealous, that's all

Have you seen him go, though, oh?
Have you seen him go, though, oh?

Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing

He's got too many girlfriends
He thinks he owns this city
He overspeeds and he never gets pulled over

Have you seen him go, though, oh?
Have you seen him go, though, oh?

Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing

He thinks he got the whole world in his hands
Stood at the urinal
He thinks he got the whole world in his hands
And I'm gonna ... kill him !
Oh, no!

Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing

He's just too good-looking
He's just too good-looking
He's just too good-looking, and...

Boy racer
Boy racer, oh
We're gonna kill this pretty thing

sábado, 30 de janeiro de 2016

Morrissey - I've Changed My Plea To Guilty



I'm standing in the dock
With my innocent hand on my heart

I've changed my plea
I've changed my plea to guilty

Because freedom is wasted on me
See how your rules spoil the game

Outside there is a pain
Emotional air raids exhausted my heart
And it's safer to be inside

So, I'm changing my plea
And no one can dissuade me

Because freedom was wasted on me
See how your rules spoil the game

Something I have learned
If there is one thing in life I've observed
It's that everybody's got somebody

Ooh no, not me, so I've changed my plea to guilty
And reason and freedom is a waste, it's a lot like love

quinta-feira, 22 de outubro de 2015

Morrissey - I'd Love To



Again
I lay awake
And I cried because of waste

I'd love to
(But only with you
Only with you)

Oh, time is gonna wipe us out
There, I've said it loud and clear
So that you will hear
There's no one in view
Just you
Just you
And time will never wipe you out

Now I've had enough
I've had more than could be
My rightful share
Of nights I can't bear
How can it be fair ?
Time must wipe them out

So, again, I lay awake
In a trance
Oh, I just want my chance
But only with you
Only with you
That's all
That's all
Aah...

terça-feira, 6 de março de 2012

Morrissey - A Swallow On My Neck



Oh ...
I have been smashed again
With the men from the
Old Valhalla Road Crematorium
Boring men with the same old patter

I am a simple man
Not much to gain or lose
And I don't know why I held out
So long for me and you

Until he drew
A swallow on my neck
And more, I will not say
He drew
A swallow, deep and blue
And soon, everyone knew

Then I was wrecked again
With the men full of bluff and ardour
From a well-known funeral parlour

I am a simple man
Not much to gain or lose
Older and wiser
Never applies to me

And so he drew
A swallow on my neck
And more, I will not say
He drew
A swallow, deep and blue
And soon, everyone knew

Aah ...
Oh ...

You have been telling me
That I have been
Acting childish
Foolish, ghoulish and childish
Oh, I know, I know, I know !
I know, I know, I know
But I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind

Ah ...
I don't mind