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The Morrissey lyrics o' your life

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20:49 / 30.07.04

This one's for Reidcourchie.

Sing your life
Any fool can think of words that rhyme
Many others do
Why don't you?
Do you want to?
Oh...
Sing your life
Walk right up to the microphone
And name
All the things you love
All the things that you loathe

Oh, sing your life
The things that you love
And the things you loathe
Oh, sing your life
Oh, sing your life

Go on, then. Homoerotic thuggery optional.

Goodness Gracious Meme

20:57 / 30.07.04

for every mind-bogglingly persistent troll:

The story is old - I KNOW
But it goes on
The story is old - I KNOW
But it goes on

Oh, GOES ON
And on
Oh, goes on
And on

(from Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me. Dream On.)

20:57 / 30.07.04

Day after day
I will walk, and I will pray
But the day after today
I will stop and I will start
Why can't I get just one kiss
Why can't I get just one kiss
Believe me there'd be somethings that I wouldn't miss
But I look at your pants and I need a kiss
Why can't I get just one screw
Why can't I get just one screw
Believe me I'd know what to do
But something won't let me make love to you
Why can't I get just one fuck
Why can't I get just one fuck
I guess it's something to do with luck
But I waited my whole life for just one...
Day after day
I get angry and I will say
That the day is in my sight
When I'll take a bow and say goodnight
Mo my momma momma mo my mum
Have you kept your eye your eye on your son
I know you've had problems you're not the only one
But when your sugar left he left you on the run
Mo my momma momma mo my mum
Take a look now at what your boy has done
He's walking around like he's number one
He went downtown and got him a gun
So don't shoot shoot shoot that thing at me
You know you got my sympathy
But don't shoot shoot shoot that thing at me
In your broken down kitchen at the top of the stairs
Can I mix in with your affairs
Share a smoke make a joke
Grasp and reach for a leg of hope
Words to memorize words hypnotize
Words make my mouth exercise
Words all fail the magic prize
Nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs
Mo my momma momma mo my mother
I would love to love you lover
The city's restless it's ready to pounce
It go here in your bedroom ounce for ounce
Said I'm giving you a decision to make
Things to lose things to take
Just as she was about ready to cut it up
She said wait a minute honey I'm gonna add it up
I'm gonna add it up add it up and see what you got
You gotta add it up
Day after day
I get angry and I will say
That the day is in my sight
When I take a bow and say goodnight
Goodnight

21:05 / 30.07.04

I tried to find some, honest I did but they all looked shit.. I only know that English Heart thing.....

thats not lyrics by the way

21:15 / 30.07.04

(Hmm, iao's contribution must be a really rare B-side...)

Goodness Gracious Meme

21:19 / 30.07.04

hmm.

I can't, atm, find anything particularly apt, so I'll be back. But I wish to dedicate future Smiths songs to Nesh and Deva. Just because.

Actually, nesh, you can have There is a Light That Never Goes Out, in honour of a wonderful night at the Royal Albert Hall.

Haus of Mystery

21:22 / 30.07.04

"Sing me to sleep..."

I'm not actually going to bed. I'm at fucking work - hence my being on Barbelith while everyone else is out dancing and sexing. Ngh.

21:27 / 30.07.04

Ok here we go -

The sirens are screamin' and the fires are howlin', way down in the valley tonight
There's a man in the shadows with a gun in his eye and a blade shinin' oh so bright
There's evil in the air and there's thunder in the sky and a killer's on the bloodshot streets
Oh and down in the tunnel where the deadly are risin'
Oh I swear I saw a young boy down in the gutter, he was startin' to foam in the heat

Oh baby you're the only thing in this whole world that's pure and good and right
And wherever you are and wherever you go there's always gonna be some light
But I gotta get out, I gotta break it out now, before the final crack of dawn
So we gotta make the most of our one night together
When it's over you know, we'll both be so alone

Like a bat outta hell, I'll be gone when the mornin' comes
But when the night is over like a bat out of hell, I'll be gone, gone, gone
Like a bat outta hell I'll be gone when the mornin' comes
But when the day is done and the sun goes down and the moonlight's shinin' through
Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven, I'll come crawlin' on back to you

I'm gonna hit the highway like a batterin' ram on a silver black phantom bike
When the metal is hot and the engine is hungry and we're all about to see the light
Nothin' ever grows in this rottin' old hole, everything is stunted and lost
And nothin' really rocks and nothin' really rolls and nothin's ever worth the cost

And I know that I'm damned if I never get out and maybe I'm damned if I do
But with every other beat I've got left in my heart, you know I'd rather be damned with you
And if I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned, dancin' through the night with you
But if I

21:30 / 30.07.04

(Hmmm, some fairly loose interpretations of 'Morrissey' here...)

21:37 / 30.07.04

Dude Meatloaf is soooo Morrissey!

21:39 / 30.07.04

Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
He moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried and sang along and who'd blame them?
Now you're grown, so grown, now I must say more than ever
Go toora loora toora loo rye aye
And we can sing just like our fathers ....

Ok thats enough!

21:40 / 30.07.04

A sort of overweight, less articulate, American Morrissey. Yes, I can see that.

Goodness Gracious Meme

21:42 / 30.07.04

Get out of here with yr feelthy Meatloaf, Bearo.

21:48 / 30.07.04

For Marvin Lee Aday.

What really lies,
Beyond the constraints of my mind
Could it be the sea,
With fate mooning back at me?
No it's just more lock jawed pop stars
Thicker than pig shit, Nothing to convey
They're so scared to show intelligence
It might smear their lovely career

This world, I am afraid, Is designed for crashing bores...

22:56 / 30.07.04

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
Are singing for delight

D Terminator XXXIII

05:52 / 31.07.04

To Garnish -- my only, only one:

The MORE you ignore me, the closer I get,
You're wasting your time.
Dum di dey, de-dey.
Dam di dey, de-dey.

Shiiiiit, I'm fucking off-key now.

D Terminator XXXIII

05:53 / 31.07.04

Any bruvva know the rest of the goddamn song?

08:12 / 31.07.04

Beware
I bear more grudges
Than lonely High Court judges...

D Terminator XXXIII

12:54 / 31.07.04

-- but, like, I am now
A central part
Of your mind's landscape
Whether you care
Or do not

16:26 / 31.07.04

This is the song I'll put on before going out tonight (since fortunately I *do* have a stitch to wear ...):

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 ? "

16:50 / 31.07.04

For the Handsome Devils of Barbelith....

All the streets are crammed with things
Eager to be held
I know what hands are for
And I'd like to help myself
You ask me the time
But I sense something more
And I would like to give
What I think you're asking for
You handsome devil
Oh, you handsome devil

Let me get my hands
On your mammary gland
And let me get your head
On the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say

I crack the whip
And you skip
But you deserve it
You deserve it

A boy in the bush
Is worth two in the hand
I think I can help you get through your exams
Oh, you handsome devil

Oh, let me get my hands
On your mammary gland
And let me get your head
On the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say

I crack the whip
And you skip
But you deserve it
You deserve it

And when we're in your scholarly room
Who will swallow whom ?
And when we're in your scholarly room
Who will swallow whom ?
You handsome devil

Oh, let me get my hands
On your mammary gland
And let me get your head
On the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say

There's more to life than books, you know
But not much more
Oh, there's more to life than books, you know
But not much more, not much more
Oh, you handsome devil
Oh, you handsome devil
Ow !

16:55 / 31.07.04

*moon* I have such Harry/Snape happiness when I hear Handsome Devil.

Moz currently soundtracking my life as follows:

One sweet day - an emotional whirl
You will be good to yourself
and you'll come and join the girls

on the plus side; on the not-so-good side,

I've had my face dragged in
fifteen miles of shit
and I do not and I do not
and I do not like it
so how can anybody say they know how I feel?
The only one around here who is me
is me...

...and so you think you can be rude to me
but even I, as sick as I am,
I would never be you
even I, as sick as I am
I would never be you

17:00 / 31.07.04

(The latter, by the way, for the woman who told me to watch Me Without You [Anna Friel, on her knees in the rain, blubbering: "There's no me without you!"] for her take on our relationship, which explains why I'm not so enthused by Tatu's girl-on-girl lyrics - "without you there is no me?" Yes, there bloody is, you daft cow.)

11:13 / 01.08.04

Just off the top of my head:

There are more than enough
To fight and oppose
Why waste good time
Fighting the people you like
Who will fall defending your name
Oh, don't feel so ashamed
To have friends

AND...

There’s a club if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry
And you want to die

Ex

09:26 / 02.08.04

Add an air of impersonality to this selection with the Random Smiths Lyrics Generator. Which allows you to have a stab at the song title and then press a button to find out.

(And all those lies
Written lies, twisted lies
Well, they weren't lies
They weren't lies
They weren't lies)

10:01 / 02.08.04

Your boyfriend, he
went down on one knee -
Well, could it be
he's only got one knee?

wembley can change in 28 days

10:34 / 02.08.04

I'm writing this to say
in a gentle way
thank you, but no...

The Return Of Rothkoid

12:57 / 02.08.04

Well, given the events of recent weeks, in which life is fabulous, I must posit this one:

I've seen this happen
In other people's lives
Now it's happening in mine!

Oho yes.

14:18 / 02.08.04

I like to imagine a Dundee working man hearing the words:

I was looking for a job
And then I found a job
And heaven knows, I'm miserable now

Never fails to cheer me right up, that.

18:47 / 02.08.04

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
when I said by rights you should be
bludgeoned in your bed

oh, and...

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

Regrettable Juvenilia

09:45 / 05.08.04

This may please many of you.

Ex

10:45 / 05.08.04

Lordy... I've just recalled that if you watch the compilation tape of his videos, they're all a bit murky and eighties and Howards Way - packed with scrunch-haired ladies from equity (including a butch and giggly Cathy Burke). Every Day is Like Sunday has some doleful cutting between still postcard views which may have been done for artistic effect, but really looks like they checked the sofa for loose change to finish filming...

Then you reach the video on that website - is it 'November Spawned a Monster'? Suddenly, Moz is rolling around in the desert in a mesh shirt, stroking the plasters over his nipples and being filmed from a helicopter! What the bollocks happened?

12:18 / 05.08.04

The video for "Every Day Is Like Sunday" was filmed in my hometown.
Fair freaked me out, it did.

"You just haven't earned it yet, baby.
You just haven't earned it, son"

13:31 / 05.08.04

I'm tempted to quote the whole of Come Back To Camden, but
I won't, because even though I'm a Handsome Devil, these days I Am Hated For Loving, and What She Said last time I saw her was enough to make anyone get The Operation. And besides, I Know It's Over. Still, there you go, My Love Life at the moment makes Jack The Ripper look like The Last Of The Famous International Playboys, just This Charming Man, and when I say I Know It's Gonna Happen Someday, what I mean is, I'm going to Reel Around The Fountain, fall into Moonriver, and get washed up somewhere, Seasick, Yet Still Docked... Oh well, enough said.

15:21 / 05.08.04

Shyness is nice, and
Shyness can stop you
From doing all the things in life
You'd like to

And also:

Does the body rule the mind
Or does the mind rule the body ?
I dunno...

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