On the midnight streets, no moon and no stars
No one around to come down
And to soften the stings to my heart
On the midnight streets, no moon and no stars
No one around to come down
And to soften the stings to my heart
Help me / Help me / Help me
"Morrissey is wearing a pair of vintage jeans and sipping from a can of Red Bull."Mon Coeur ne bat que pour Morrissey
You've been standin' on the corner for a thousand nights
Ifs the slowest corner known to man
Watchin' strange faces passin' 'neath the lights
With a bottle wavin' in your hand
You got just enough money for some nothin' to go
It ain't exactly what you planned
So lonesome that you can't even say hello
And no one seems to understand
And when you are dancing and laughing
And finally living
Hear my voice in your head
And think of me kindly
I know why you're dreaming, because it's the only escape
Life is very long when you're lonely
Goodnight,my love
And sweet repose.
Lie on your back
And you won't squash your nose.
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So you think you’re in the middle of the ocean,
stranded on an island of your own-
or stuck in the top of a mountain
Either way you’re gonna say you’re all alone.
And I hesitate to say that you’re a liar;
I never tell the truth myself.
But I tried to chase you down and I got tired,
so I’m leaving you to you or someone else.
‘Cuz you never wanna hook up in the middle
and I’d meet you there to talk if you would show
but you answer every question with a riddle
and refuse to even choose to let me go.
It used to be I’d tell you all my secrets
giving you the credit you deserve.
I guess you didn’t care to lose or keep it
and we never quite connected from the first.
And I wish I had a way to make it better
To rearrange the world and make you smile
but it’s dumb to even think I had that power
And we haven’t been that close in a while.
And I don’t even wanna try to name it
explain it for the one who couldn’t care
‘cuz all that matters is the way you choose to frame it
And I hesitate to say that you’re a liar
I never tell the truth myself
but I tried to chase you down and I got tired
So I’m leaving you to you or someone else.
‘Cuz you never wanna hook up in the middle
and I’d meet you there to talk if you would show.
But you answer every question with a riddle
and refuse to even choose to let me go.
May the lines sag heavy and deep tonight...
"For there are brighter sides to life / And I should know, because I've seen them / But not very often"
Shame Joey Barton had to go and tweet a misspelt version after his sending off...
love, peace and harmony
very nice, very nice, very nice
... but maybe in the next world
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
BEWARE they say, but why would I listen
And if it's the last thing I ever do, I'm gonna get you.
I saw taillights, last night, in a dream about my first wife.
the corner boys told you I was dying to meet you
like a prayer I said
on a dead man's knee
and you drove up like a parade,
you in your hi-top sneakers
and your sailor tattoos
"All the lies that you make up / What's at the back of your mind ? / Oh, your face I can see and it's desperately kind / What's at the back of your mind ? /
Two icy-cold hands conducting the way / It's the Eskimo blood in my veins / Amid concrete and clay / And general decay / Nature must still find a way /
So ignore all the codes of the day / Let your juvenile impulses sway / This way and that way / This way, that way / God, how sex implores you /To let yourself lose yourself /
Stretch out and wait / Stretch out and wait / Let your puny body, lie down, lie down /As we lie, you say / As we lie, you say / Stretch out and ... / Stretch out and wait / Stretch out and wait / Let your puny body lie down, lie down /
As we lie, you say : / Will the world end in the night time ? / (I really don't know) / Or will the world end in the day time ? / (I really don't know) / And is there any point ever having children ? / Oh, I don't know / What I do know is we're Here and it's Now /
So ... stretch out and wait / Stretch out and wait / There is no debate, no debate, no debate / How can you consciously contemplate / When there's no debate, no debate ? / Stretch out and wait / Stretch out and wait / Stretch out and wait /
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Oh ..."
*Apologies for the length, but, I ask you, where would you cut? When to stop? Every line a cracker. Had it in my head for 2 days straight. Can't think why.
"Morrissey is wearing a pair of vintage jeans and sipping from a can of Red Bull."Mon Coeur ne bat que pour Morrissey
And love is a curse shoved in a hearse
Love is an open book to a verse of your bad poetry
(And this is coming from me)