I remember Moz going to a club once in Manchester many years ago. From what I recall he went and stood on his own and left on his own.
He told me he cried and wanted to die that night.
The mountain has been scaled.
Now only hills remain.
A shallower incline.
The last piece of the game.
See you in the footlights.
Near Coronation Street.
Where Ray and Len supped bitter.
As Ken and Deidre meet.
How grand it feels to click your heels
And join in the fun of the gigs and meals
I'm handing you no blarney
The likes you've never known
Is Morrissey in Killarney
With all of the folks at home
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