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

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

Morrissey - Do Your Best and Don't Worry

Compare the best of their days
With the worst of your days
You won't win
With your standards so high
And your spirits so low
At least remember...
This is you on a bad day, you on a pale day

Just do your best and don't...
Don't worry, oh
The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair

See the best of how they look
Against the worst of how you are
And again, you won't win
With your standards so high
And your spirits so low
At least remember...
This is you on a drab day, you in a drab dress

Just do your best and don't...
Don't worry, oh
The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair
Just do your best and don't...
Don't worry, oh
The way you watch yourself is oh, so unfair

Just do your best and don't...
Don't worry, oh
The way you hang yourself is oh, so unfair
Just do your best and don't...
Don't worry, oh
Do your best and don't...

Morrissey - The Teachers Are Afraid Of The Pupils

There's too many people
Planning your downfall
When your spirit's on trial
These nights can be frightening
Sleep transports sadness
To some other mid-brain
And somebody here
Will not be here next year
So you stand by the board
Full of fear and intention
And, if you think that they're listening
Well, you've got to be joking
Oh, you understand change
And you think it's essential
But when your profession
Is humiliation
Say the wrong word to our children ...
We'll have you, oh yes, we'll have you
Lay a hand on our children
And it's never too late to have you
Mucus on your collar
A nail up through the staff chair
A blade in your soap
And you cry into your pillow
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief

Say the wrong word to our children ...
We'll have you, oh yes, we'll have you
Lay a hand on our children
And it's never too late to have you
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief

I'm very glad the spring has come
The sun shines out so bright
All the birds that are on the trees