Need Help With Lyrics!!
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I'm trying to find a specific Morrissey lyric that speaks directly to teenage sexual frustration or sexual awakening or sexual awkwardness.
any help much appreciated!
try www.worldofmorrissey.com
they have a very nice search where you can search phases.
Also, try I Want The One I Can Have. It's the 1st one that popped into my mind.
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vicarinatutugal
can't reMember
Pretty girls make graves
Upon the sand, upon the bay
"There is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I'd rather state :
"I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am"
And Sorrow's native son
He will not smile for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh ...
End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say : "Give in to lust,
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll
Soon be dust ... "
Oh, I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am
And Sorrow's native son
He will not rise for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh really ?
Oh ...
I could have been wild and I could have
Been free
But Nature played this trick on me
She wants it Now
And she will not wait
But she's too rough
And I'm too delicate
Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
A smile lights up her stupid face
(and well, it would)
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith ...
Oh ...
Hand in glove ...
The sun shines out of our behinds ...
Oh ...
and also These things take time
My eyes have seen the glory of the sacred wunderkind
You took me behind a dis-used railway line
And said "I know a place where we can go
Where we are not known"
And you gave me something that I won't forget too soon
But I can't believe you'd ever care
And this is why you will never care
These things take time
I know that I'm
The most inept
That ever stepped
I'm spellbound, but a woman divides
And the hills are alive with celibate cries
But you know where you came from, you know where
You're going and you know where you belong
You said I was ill, and you were not wrong
But I can't believe you'd ever care
And this is why you will never care
These things take time
I know that I'm
The most inept
That ever stepped
Oh, the alcoholic afternoons
When we sat in your room
They meant more to me
Than any, than any living thing on earth
They had more worth
Than any living thing on earth
On earth, on earth, oh ...
Vivid and in your prime
You will leave me behind
You will leave me behind
Upon the sand, upon the bay
"There is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I'd rather state :
"I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am"
And Sorrow's native son
He will not smile for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh ...
End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say : "Give in to lust,
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll
Soon be dust ... "
Oh, I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am
And Sorrow's native son
He will not rise for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh really ?
Oh ...
I could have been wild and I could have
Been free
But Nature played this trick on me
She wants it Now
And she will not wait
But she's too rough
And I'm too delicate
Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
A smile lights up her stupid face
(and well, it would)
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith ...
Oh ...
Hand in glove ...
The sun shines out of our behinds ...
Oh ...
and also These things take time
My eyes have seen the glory of the sacred wunderkind
You took me behind a dis-used railway line
And said "I know a place where we can go
Where we are not known"
And you gave me something that I won't forget too soon
But I can't believe you'd ever care
And this is why you will never care
These things take time
I know that I'm
The most inept
That ever stepped
I'm spellbound, but a woman divides
And the hills are alive with celibate cries
But you know where you came from, you know where
You're going and you know where you belong
You said I was ill, and you were not wrong
But I can't believe you'd ever care
And this is why you will never care
These things take time
I know that I'm
The most inept
That ever stepped
Oh, the alcoholic afternoons
When we sat in your room
They meant more to me
Than any, than any living thing on earth
They had more worth
Than any living thing on earth
On earth, on earth, oh ...
Vivid and in your prime
You will leave me behind
You will leave me behind
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Raymond J Marks
Fly
and in a darkened underpass I thought 'oh god my chance has come at last'
but a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask
shyness is nice
but shyness can stop you
from doing all the things in life you want to
Will nature make a man of me yet?
I look at yours
you laugh at mine
and love is such a miserable lie
but a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask
shyness is nice
but shyness can stop you
from doing all the things in life you want to
Will nature make a man of me yet?
I look at yours
you laugh at mine
and love is such a miserable lie
vivabob
Ordinary Boy
So goodbye
Please stay with your own kind
And I'll stay with mine
There's something against us
It's not time, it's not time
So goodbye, goodbye..
I know I need hardly say
How much I love your casual way
Oh but please put your tongue away
A little higher and we're well away
The dark nights are drawing in
And your humour is as black as them
I look at yours, you laugh at mine
And love is just a miserable lie
You have destroyed my flower-like life
Not once, twice
You have corrupt my innocent mind
Not once, twice
I recognise that mystical air
It means: "I'd like to seize your underwear"
I know that wind-swept mystical air
It means: "I'd like to see your underwear"
What do we get for our trouble and pain
Just a rented room in Whalley Range
What do we get for our trouble and pain
Whalley Range
Into the depths of the criminal world
I followed her..
I need advice, I need advice
I need advice, I need advice
Nobody ever looks at me twice
Nobody ever looks at me twice
I'm just a country-mile behind the world
I'm just a country-mile behind the whole world
Take me when you go
I need advice, I need advice
Please stay with your own kind
And I'll stay with mine
There's something against us
It's not time, it's not time
So goodbye, goodbye..
I know I need hardly say
How much I love your casual way
Oh but please put your tongue away
A little higher and we're well away
The dark nights are drawing in
And your humour is as black as them
I look at yours, you laugh at mine
And love is just a miserable lie
You have destroyed my flower-like life
Not once, twice
You have corrupt my innocent mind
Not once, twice
I recognise that mystical air
It means: "I'd like to seize your underwear"
I know that wind-swept mystical air
It means: "I'd like to see your underwear"
What do we get for our trouble and pain
Just a rented room in Whalley Range
What do we get for our trouble and pain
Whalley Range
Into the depths of the criminal world
I followed her..
I need advice, I need advice
I need advice, I need advice
Nobody ever looks at me twice
Nobody ever looks at me twice
I'm just a country-mile behind the world
I'm just a country-mile behind the whole world
Take me when you go
I need advice, I need advice
M-in-Oz
Active Member
I also found the article 'The Smiths: Repressed (but remarkably dressed)' by Julian Stringer useful. Haven't been able to find a link for it though...maybe you can access on a database? It was published by Cambridge University Press in the Popular Music Journal, 1992 & speaks of sexual frustration within Smiths lyrics
http://www.jstor.org/stable/853224?...em=2&ttl=287&returnArticleService=showArticle
http://www.jstor.org/stable/853224?...em=2&ttl=287&returnArticleService=showArticle
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