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Used To Be A Sweet Boy Morrissey Used To Be A Sweet Boy Used to be a sweet boy holding so tightly to Daddy's hand but that was all in some distant land Blazer and tie and a big bright healthy smile used to make all of our I Just Want To See The Boy Happy Morrissey Lord these words I beg of you As I kneel down at my bed Because soon I will be dead Let's face it soon I will be dead And I just want to I want to see the boy happy With some hope in his pale eyes Is Asian Rut Morrissey Asian Rut (morrissey/nevin) day oh so late strangely the sung still sone oh asian boy what are you on? day oh so late strangely the sun still shone oh asian boy what drugs are you on? Interlude Morrissey Time is like a dream And now, for a time, you are mine Let's hold fast to the dream That tastes and sparkles like wine Who knows (who knows) If it's real Or just something we're both dreaming of Interlude (Extended) Morrissey "Time is like a dream And now, for a time, you are mine Let's hold fast to the dream That tastes and sparkles like wine Who knows (who knows) If it's real Or just something we're both dreaming The World Is Full Of Crashing Bores Morrissey You must be wondering how The boy next door turned out Have a care, But don't stare Because he's still there Lamenting policewomen policemen silly women taxmen Uniformed whores, They who wish to Teenage Dad On His Estate Morrissey But still you look down on the teenage dad on On his estate He's happy so leave him alone With his baby And his modest home He's happy so leave him alone With his Jensen Interceptor It's just a All The Lazy Dykes Morrissey All the lazy dykes, Cross armed at the palms, Then legs astride their bikes, Indigo burns on their arms One sweet day, An emotional whirl, You will be good to yourself, And you'll come and join the Southpaw Morrissey Southpaw (morrissey/whyte) You were a boy before you became a man I don't see the joy And you ran with your pals in the sun You turned around and they were gone Again ... The National Front Disco Morrissey The National Front Disco (morrissey/whyte) David, the wind blows The wind blows ... Bits of your life away Your friends all say ... "Where is our boy ? The National Front Disco (2014 - Remaster) Morrissey The National Front Disco - Morrissey David, the wind blows The wind blows ... Bits of your life away Your friends all say ... "Where is our boy ? Staircase At The University Morrissey March, April, May She crammed night and day I hadn't seen her smile in a while March, April, May She crammed night and day I hadn't seen her smile in a while Staircase at the university She threw herself Ganglord Morrissey And I'm turning to you To save me, And I'm turning to you To save me [Repeat: x2] Ganglord, the police are Grinding me into the ground. Shame Is The Name Morrissey Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame is the name Shame is the name Hey boy, are you happy to be A dim-ass teen on the spree? The Operation Morrissey The Operation (morrissey/whyte) You fight with your right hand And caress with your left hand Everyone I know is sick to death of you With a tear that's a mile wide In the kite that you're flying Glamorous Glue (Live) Morrissey I used to dream and I used to vow, I wouldn't dream of it now. Glamorous Glue (2014 - Remaster) Morrissey I used to dream and I used to vow, We look to Los Angeles London is dead For the language we use London is dead London is dead London is dead London is dead London is dead I'm still too much in love, I'm The Teachers Are Afraid Of The Pupils Morrissey The Teachers Are Afraid Of The Pupils (morrissey/boorer) there's too many people planning your downfall when your spirit's on trial these nights can be frightening sleep transports sadness to Disappointed Morrissey Disappointed (morrissey/street) our unsleepable friend gets the message on an ill-wind 'all your friends and your foes would rather die than have to touch you' TO SAY THE LEAST: truly disappointed Late Night, Maudlin Street Morrissey I never stole a happy hour around here Where the world's ugliest boy became what you see here I am - the ugliest man Its the last night on Maudlin Street and truly I do love you oh, truly I do love Glamorous Glues Morrissey Everything of worth On Earth Is there To share I used to dream, and I used to vow I wouldn't dream of it now We look to Los Angeles For the language we use London is dead, London is dead London The Boy Racer Morrissey The Boy Racer (morrissey/whyte) He's just too good-natured and He's got too much money and He's got too many girlfriends I'm jealous, that's all Have you seen him go, though, oh ? The Youngest Was The Most Loved Morrissey The youngest was the most loved The youngest was the shielded We kept him from the world's glare And he turned into a killer Retrousse nose Turned up and mischievous Forget-me-not eyes that cried if we The First Of The Gang To Die Morrissey you have never been in love until you've seen the dawn rise behind the Home for the Blind We are the Pretty Petty Thieves and you're standing on our streets where Hector was the first of the gang with a Don't Make Fun Of Daddy's Voice Morrissey Long ago when he was young and restless Suddenly Daddy saw the beckoning finger of fate Don't make fun of Daddy's voice Because he can't help it When he was a teenage boy Something got stuck Angel Angel Down We Go Together Morrissey Angel, Angel Don't take your life tonight I know they take And that they take in turn And they give you nothing real For yourself in return But when they've used you And they've broken you And Hold On To Your Friends Morrissey Hold On To Your Friends A bond of trust has been abused something of value may be lost give up your job squander your cash - be rash just hold on to your friends There are more than enough November Spawned a Monster (Live) Morrissey sleep on and dream of love because it's the closest you will get to love poor twisted child so ugly, so ugly poor twisted child oh hug me, oh hug me one November spawned a monster in the shape of this Irish Blood, English Heart Morrissey Irish blood, English heart, this I'm made of There is no-one on earth I'm afraid of And no regime can buy or sell me I've been dreaming of a time when To be English is not to be baneful To be standing Good Looking Man About Town Morrissey I'm not running away I'm running to Corruption of the spirit isn't in it For a good looking man about town Are you afraid of someone alive?