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terça-feira, 12 de janeiro de 2021

Morrissey - Glamorous Glue


First day with the joy you find,
Everyone lies.
First day with the joy you find,
Everyone lies,
Nobody minds,
Everyone lies.
Where is the man you respect?
And where is the woman you love?

Third week with the joy you find,
Everything dies.
"We won't vote Conservative,
Because we never have.",
Everyone lies, everyone lies,
Where is the man you respect?
And where is the woman you love?

Everything of worth,
On earth,
Is there to share

I used to dream and I used to vow,
I wouldn't dream of it now.
We look to Los Angeles
For the language we use
London is dead
London is dead
London is dead
London is dead
London is dead
London is dead
I'm too much in love,
I'm too much in love.

I know,
I'll go,
Empty hand
From the land

segunda-feira, 4 de fevereiro de 2019

Morrissey - You're Gonna Need Someone On Your Side



With the world's fate resting on your shoulders,
You're gonna need someone on your side.
You can't do it by yourself any longer,
You're gonna need someone on your side.

Someone kindly told me that you'd wasted
Eight of nine lives.
Oh, give yourself a break before you break down.
You're gonna need someone on your side.

And here I am!
And here I am!
Well, you don't need to look so pleased.

Day or night, there is no difference,
You're gonna need someone on your side.
Day or night, there is no difference,
You're gonna need someone soon.

And here I am!
And here I am!
Well, you don't need to look so pleased.

sexta-feira, 17 de novembro de 2017

Morrissey - Such A Little Thing Makes Such A Big Difference



Such a little thing
Such a little thing
But the difference it made was grave
There you go
Wielding a bicycle chain
Oh, why won't you change?
Change and be nicer?

Such a little thing
A gentle tone of kindness
Or written words on paper
Can you write?

How I love all of
The very simple things of life
(God's good air)
How I love all of
The very simple things of life

Such a little thing
A fumbling politeness
The difference saved me
Wielding a bicycle chain
Why won't you change?
"I will not change
And I will not be nice"
Most people keep their brains
Between their legs
(don't you find?)

Leave me alone - I was only singing
Leave me alone because
I was only singing
Leave me alone - I was only singing
Leave me alone
You have just proved (again)
Most people keep their brains
Between their legs

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

quarta-feira, 30 de setembro de 2015

Morrissey with Siouxsie Sioux - Interlude



Time is like a dream
And now, for a time, you are mine
Let's hold fast to the dream
That tastes and sparkles like wine

Who knows (who knows)
If it's real
Or just something we're both dreaming of
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love

Loving you
Is a world that's strange
So much more than my heart can hold
Loving you
Makes the whole world change
Loving you, I could not grow old

No, nobody knows
When love will end
So till then, sweet friend...

Time is like a dream
And now, for a time, you are mine
Let's hold fast to the dream
That tastes and sparkles like wine

Who knows (who knows)
If it's real
Or just something we're both dreaming of?
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love
What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love

domingo, 28 de junho de 2015

Morrissey - My Love Life



Aah ... Come on to my house
Come on and do something new
I know you love one person so
Why can't you love two?
Aah ... Give a little something
Give a little something
To my love life, to my love life
My love life
I know you love one person so
Why don't you love two, love?
Oh, love to ...
Give a little something
Give a little something
To my love life, to my love life
My love life
I know you love one person so
Why don't you love two, love?
Love to ... Oh, give a ...
Love
I know you love...
Aah ...

quarta-feira, 22 de outubro de 2014

Morrissey - Interesting Drug



There are some bad people on the rise
There are some bad people on the rise
They're saving their own skins by
Ruining other people's lives
Bad, bad people on the rise
Young married couple in debt
-Ever felt had?
Young married couple in debt
-Ever felt had?

On a government scheme
Designed to kill your dream
Oh mum, oh dad
Once poor, always poor
La la la la la
Interesting drug
The one that you took
Tell the truth - it really helped you
An interesting drug
The one that you took
God, it really really helped you
You wonder why we're only half-ashamed?

"Because enough is too much!
And look around...
Can you blame us? Can you blame us? "

On a government scheme
Designed to kill your dream
Oh mum, oh dad
Once poor, always poor
La la la la la
Interesting drug
The one that you took
Tell the truth - it really helped you
An interesting drug
The one that you took
God, it really really helped you
You wonder why we're only half-ashamed?

"Because enough is too much!
And look around...
Can you blame us? Can you blame us? "

segunda-feira, 14 de julho de 2014

Morrissey - The More You Ignore Me The Closer I Get



The more you ignore me
the closer I get
you're wasting your time
the more you ignore me
the closer I get
you're wasting your time
I will be
in the bar
with my head
on the bar
I am now
a central part
of your mind's landscape
whether you care
or do not
yeah, I've made up your mind
the more you ignore me
the closer I get
you're wasting your time
the more you ignore me
the closer I get
you're wasting your time
Beware!
I bear more grudges
than lonely high court judges
when you sleep
I will creep
into your thoughts
like a bad debt
that you can't pay
take the easy way
and give in
yeah, and let me in
IT'S WAR

sexta-feira, 25 de abril de 2014

Morrissey - November Spawned A Monster



Sleep on and dream of Love
because it's the closest you will get to love
poor twisted child, so ugly, so ugly
poor twisted child, oh hug me, oh hug me
one November spawned a monster
in the shape of this child who later cried
"But Jesus made me, so Jesus save me from
pity, sympathy and people discussing me"
a frame of useless limbs what can make GOOD
all the BAD that's been done?
And if the lights were out
could you even bear
to kiss her full on the mouth (or anywhere?)
poor twisted child, so ugly, so ugly
poor twisted child, oh hug me, oh hug me
one November spawned a monster
in the shape of this child who must remain
a hostage to kindess and the wheels underneath her
a hostage to kindess and the wheels underneath her
a symbol of where mad, mad lovers
must PAUSE and draw the line
So sleep and dream of love
because it's the closest
you will get to love
that November is a time which I must put OUT of my mind
oh one fine day
LET IT BE SOON
she won't be rich or beautiful
but she'll be walking your streets
in the clothes that she went out
and chose for herself

segunda-feira, 16 de janeiro de 2012

Morrissey - Suedehead



Why do you come here?
And why..
Why do you hang around?
I'm so sorry
I'm so...
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know.. Oh why do you come?

Why do you telephone?
And why..
Send me silly notes?
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know.. Oh why do you come?

You had to sneak into my room
Just to read my diary
It was just to see
Just to see
All the things you knew
I'd written about you
Oh so many illustrations, oh but
I'm so very sickened, Oh
I am so sickened NOW

It was a good lay, good lay..

segunda-feira, 11 de julho de 2011

Morrissey - Everyday Is Like Sunday



Trudging slowly over wet sand
Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen
This is the coastal town
That they forgot to close down
Armageddon - come Armageddon!
Come, Armageddon! Come!

Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grey

Hide on the promenade
Etch a postcard :
"How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here"
In the seaside town
...that they forgot to bomb
Come, Come, Come - nuclear bomb

Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grey

Trudging back over pebbles and sand
And a strange dust lands on your hands
(And on your face...)
(On your face ...)
(On your face ...)
(On your face ...)

Everyday is like Sunday
"Win Yourself A Cheap Tray"
Share some greased tea with me
Everyday is silent and grey

terça-feira, 25 de maio de 2010

Morrissey - The Last Of The Famous International Playboys



Dear hero imprisoned
With all the new crimes that you are perfecting
Oh, I can't help quoting you
Because everything that you said rings true
And now in my cell
(Well, I followed you)
And here's a list of who I slew

Reggie Kray - do you know my name?
Oh, don't say you don't
Please say you do, (oh) I am:

The last of the famous
International playboys
The last of the famous
International playboys
And in my cell
(Well, I loved you)
And every man with a job to do
Ronnie Kray - do you know my face?
Oh, don't say you don't
Please say you do, (oh) I am:

The last of the famous
International playboys
The last of the famous
International playboys

In our lifetime those who kill
The newsworld hands them stardom
And these are the ways
On which I was raised
These are the ways
On which I was raised

I never wanted to kill
I am not naturally evil
Such things I do
Just to make myself
More attractive to you
Have I failed?

Oh...

Oh, the last of the famous
International playboys
The last of the famous