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Smiths Lyrics Of Your Life

17:48 / 07.02.06

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held
It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul
I want to leave, you will not miss me
I want to go down in musical history

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck
I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck
I must move fast, you understand me
I want to go down in celluloid history

18:08 / 07.02.06

my favorite lyrics of smiths were from his debut single:

"And then she lost her mind and did the ultimate

I asked her for Adidas and she bought me Zips!

I said, "Mom, what are you doing, you're ruining my rep"

She said, "You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet"

18:15 / 07.02.06

Walk in shadow move in silence
Guard against extra terrestrial violence
But yo we ain’t on no government list
We straight don’t exist no names and no fingerprints
Saw somethin’ strange watch your back
Cause you never quite now where the mib’s is at

18:51 / 07.02.06

And when you slam down the hammer
Can you see it in your heart ?
All of the rumours keeping me grounded
I never said, I never said that they were
Completely unfounded

So when you slam down the hammer
Can you see it in your heart ?
Can you delve so low ?
And when you're standing on my fingers
Can you see it in your heart ? ... ah ...
And when you try to break my spirit it won't work
Because there's nothing left to break
Anymore
All of the rumours keeping me grounded
I never said, I never said that they were
Completely unfounded

You won't sleep until the earth that wants me
Finally has me, oh you've done it now
You won't rest until the hearse that becomes me
Finally takes me, oh you've done it now
And you won't smile until my loving mouth
Is shut good and proper
Forever

All of the rumours keeping me grounded
I never said, I never said that they were
Completely unfounded
And all those lies, written lies, twisted lies
Well, they weren't lies
They weren't lies
They weren't lies

I never said
I never said
I could have mentioned your name
I could have dragged you in
Guilt by implication
By association
I've always been true to you
In my own strange way
I've always been true to you
In my own sick way
I'll always stay true to you

*sniff*
Next to Everyday... this is my favourite Morrissey song. It´s so defiant, final and triumphant. And I really like the chainsaw!

paranoidwriter waves hello

19:41 / 07.02.06

I’d like to drop my trousers to the world
I am a man of means, of slender means
Each household appliance
Is like a new science in my town
And if the day came when I felt a
Natural emotion
I’d get such a shock I’d probably jump
In the ocean
And when a train goes by
It’s such a sad sound
No...
It’s such a sad thing

I’d like to drop my trousers to the queen
Every sensible child will know what this means
The poor and the needy
Are selfish and greedy on her terms
And if the day came when I felt a
Natural emotion
I’d get such a shock I’d probably jump
In the ocean
And when a train goes by
It’s such a sad sound
No...
It’s such a sad thing

And when I’m lying in my bed
I think about life
And I think about death
And neither one particularly appeals to me
And if the day came when I felt a
Natural emotion
I’d get such a shock I’d probably lie
In the middle of the street and die
I’d lie down and die...
Oh, oh...

01:56 / 08.02.06

It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind.

08:06 / 08.02.06

sing me to sleep,
sing me to sleep,
i'm tired and i want to go to bed.

08:35 / 08.02.06

Forgive inevitable mis-quotation but in this lyric is a swift summation of all my problems in life so far:-

Shyness is nice
but shyness can stop you,
from doing all the things in life you'd like to

08:39 / 08.02.06

You're the one for me, Fatty.

15:18 / 08.02.06

I like it, when Morrissey gets really nasty and mean (Margaret on the guillotine, for example). I don´t know if it´s true, but supposedly the song Sorrow Will Come In The End on Alma Matters was not on the British CD version?

Here´s the lyrics (he´s singing about his trial, where he and Marr got successfully sued by an Ex Smith member for a lot of money):

Legalized theft leaves me bereft
I get it straight in the neck
(Somehow expecting no less)
A court of justice with no use for Truth
Lawyer ...liar
Lawyer ...liar
You pleaded and squealed and you think you've won
But Sorrow will come to you in the end

And as sure as my words are pure
I praise the day that brings you pain [genius!]
Q.C.'s obsessed with sleaze frantic for Fame
They're all on the game they just use a different name
You lied and you were believed
By a J.P. senile and vile
You pleaded and squealed and you think you've won
But Sorrow will come to you in the end

And as sure as my words are pure
I praise the day that brings you pain
So don't close your eyes don't close your eyes
A man who slits throats has time on his hands
And I'm gonna get you (@_@)
So don't close your eyes
Don't ever close your eyes
You think you've won
OH NO

15:34 / 08.02.06

I'm too tired, I'm so very tired
and I'm feeling very sick and ill today
but I'm still fond of you

Haus of Mystery

19:29 / 08.02.06

Saturday night and and the air is getting hot...

..like you baby

19:41 / 08.02.06

Here is London
Giddy London
Is it home of the free or what?

19:55 / 08.02.06

The boy with the thorn in his side
Behind the hatred there lies
A plundering desire for love
How can they see the Love in our eyes
And still they don't believe us ?
And after all this time
They don't want to believe us
And if they don't believe us now
Will they ever believe us ?
And when you want to Live
How do you start ?
Where do you go ?
Who do you need to know ?

20:52 / 08.02.06

Snap!

20:55 / 08.02.06

A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're happy
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Oh, Keats and Yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're wanted
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
But you lose
'Cause weird lover Wilde is on mine

(You stole my first pick, Quantum. Damn you. Damn you forever to the infinite realms of Pluto.)

21:00 / 08.02.06

Snap!

Bah, I just noticed that and put down a moderation request to change. The sentiment still stands of course but the repetition seemed unnecessary... *shrugs*
Hope you're feeling less sick and tired now.

21:13 / 08.02.06

It may all end tomorrow
Or it could go on forever
In which case I’m doomed

But, never mind, I'm still fond of you, Despicable. And, clearly, we share some tastes.

17:24 / 09.02.06

I travelled to a mystical time zone
but I missed my bed
so I soon came home
they said:
"there's too much caffeine
in your blood stream
and a lack of real spice
in your life"

Today's the kind of day Mozza really groks-

You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
...
When you say it's gonna happen "now"
well, when exactly do you mean?

and

In my life
why do I give valuable time
to people who don't care if I live or die

and further

And if you have five seconds to spare
Then I'll tell you the story of my life :
Sixteen, clumsy and shy
I went to London and I *Died*, obviously, that many mishearings can't be wrong.

Jesus, looking back on it it sounds like I had the worst day ever today. Call me morbid, call me pale...

07:16 / 10.02.06

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

Regrettable Juvenilia

09:42 / 10.02.06

I've got a question I need to ask somebody
Why is it that when y'all see me at the party
Y'all be acting like "Ooh, he a movie star
He ain't supposed to be up at the club with everybody!"
But hold up, wait, y'all forgettin when I was
Amateur spittin, before the flicks was written...

01:07 / 11.02.06

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
When I said I’d like to smash every tooth
In your head

Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking
When I said by rights you should be
Bludgeoned in your bed

Bigmouth strikes again
I've got no right to take my place in the human race

STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK

01:10 / 11.02.06

Harry Roberts he's our mate, he's our mate, he's our mate
Harry Roberts he's our mate, he kills coppers

11:06 / 11.02.06

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

17:05 / 15.02.06

Considering I've been annoying all my friends lately by adding in clever little Morrissey-references and quotes in casual conversation lately (because he understands and describes me so perfectly, and all), I should post in this topic instead and spare my friends the horrible cleverness.

16, clumsy, and shy

describes me very well. I have also adopted

It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind

as my unofficial motto. And for when I feel alone and somewhat emo, from the same song:

"If you're so funny, then why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so clever, then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very entertaining, then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so terribly good-looking, then why do you sleep alone tonight?"

I know, because tonight is just like any other night
That's why you're on your own tonight
With your triumphs and your charms
While they are in each other's arms

When I feel extra pretentious, I tend to describe my social status as

I know I'm unloveable
You don't have to tell me

Now, I should stop myself, so I'll end the post by adding that

So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
All those people, all those lives
Where are they now?

With loves, and hates, and passions just like mine
They were born and then they lived and then they died
Which seems so unfair, and I want to cry

inspired a lot of my teenage-style existentialist thinking, and still does.

This post - and my life - is really really pretentious and self-pitying, isn't it. Just like a song by The Smiths!

17:34 / 15.02.06

I don't need more ammunition
I've got more than I can spend
I don't think of who I'm missing
I've got no space and no time
In my life, anymore
No space or time
In my life, anymore
For Revenge

00:57 / 17.02.06

Oh, but don’t mention love
No - no, don’t mention love !
A rush and a push and the land that
We stand on is ours
Your youth may be gone
But you’re still a young man
So phone me, phone me, phone me
So phone me, phone me, phone me

15:00 / 11.10.06

(Cemetery gates)
So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
All those people all those lives
Where are they now?
With the loves and hates
And passions just like mine
They were born
And then they lived and then they died
Seems so unfair
And I want to cry

Kali, Queen of Kitteh

15:17 / 11.10.06

I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
Because you're evil and you lie
and if you should die
I may be be slightly sad
but I won't cry

15:42 / 11.10.06

I don't believe in magic anymore.

MattShepherd: I WEDDED KALI!

15:52 / 11.10.06

Surrounded by the detrious of dozens of abandoned projects, I often come back to

I started something
I started something
Typical me, typical me
Typical me, typical me
Typical me, typical me
Typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure