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Morrissey


Background information
Birth name Steven Patrick Morrissey
Born May 22, 1959
Born place Davyhulme, Lancashire, England
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Indie Rock
Post-punk
Years active 1977—present
Label(s) RCA Records
Decca Music Group
Sanctuary Records
Reprise Records
Mercury Records
Sire Records
Lost Highway Records
Associated acts The Smiths
Ed Banger and the Nosebleeds
Slaughter & The Dogs
Website Website



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Morrissey Album


Years Of Refusal (02/16/2009)
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I'm doing very well
I can blackout the present and the past now
I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out
Thank you good day

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I just cannot describe
There is no love in modern life

I'm doing very well
It's a miracle I've made it even this far
The motion of taxi's excite me
Feel it, but not rightly

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I just cannot describe
There is no love in modern life

Oh, something is squeezing my skull
Something I cant fight
There are no friends in modern life

Diazepam...thats valium...temazepam...lithium

HRT...ECT...How long must I stay on this stuff?

Please don't give me more...(repeat)

. . .


Mama, why did you do it?
Mama, who drove you to it?

Was it the pigs in grey suits
Persercuting you?
Uncivil servants
With no care for how they tortured you
Life is nothing much to lose
It's just so lonely here without you

Mama, why did you do it?
Mama, who drove you to it?

Spare priggish moneymen
Who scared the life out of you
Bailiffs with bad breath
I will slit their throats for you
Life is nothing much to lose
It's just so lonely here without you

Life is nothing much to lose
It's just so lonely here without you

So we're gonna run to you
We're gonna come to you
We're gonna lie down beside you, mama

We're gonna be with you
We're gonna join you
We're gonna lie down beside you, mama

And we'll be safe and sheltered in our graves
We'll come before you
and we will touch you
We'll go for one final hug, mama

. . .


The one I love
is standing near
The one I love
is everywhere
I can woo you
I can amuse you
But there is nothing I can do to make you mine
Black cloud, black cloud
The one I love
roosts in the mind
Can snap this spell
or increase hell
I can chase you
and I can catch you
But there is nothing I can do to make you mine
Black cloud, black cloud
Oh, black cloud
Oh, black cloud
I play the game of favorites now
I can I must I will I do
I can please you
or I can freeze you out
But there is nothing I can do to make you mine
Black cloud, black cloud, black cloud
I can choke myself to please you
and I can sink much lower than usual
But there's nothing I can do to make you mine

. . .


In the absence of your love
And in the absence of human touch
I have decided I'm throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love

In the absence of your smiling face I travelled all over the place
And I have decided I'm throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love
I'm throwing my arms around
Around Paris because only stone and steel accept my love

I'm throwing my arms around Paris because nobody wants my love
Nobody wants my love, nobody needs my love, nobody wants my love
Yes you've made yourself plain, yes you've made yourself very plain

. . .


You hiss and groan
and you constantly moan
but you don't ever go away.
That's because all you need is me.

You roll your eyes
up to the skies
one more time
but you're still here
cos all you need is me

There's so much destruction
all over the world,
and all you can do is complain about me.

You bang your head against the wall
and say you're sick of it all
yet, you remain here
because all you need is me

and then you offer your
one and only joke
and ask me
"what will I be, when I grow up to be a man"?

NOTHING

There's a soft voice
singing in your head
Who could this be?
I do believe it's me

There's a naked man standing
laughing in your dreams.
You know who it is,
but you don't like what it means.

There's so much destruction
all over the world
and all you can do is complain about me.

I was a small fat child
in a council house
there was only one thing
I ever dreamed about
fate has just handed it to me

AT LAST

You don't like me but you love me;
either way you're wrong.
You're gonna miss me when i'm gone,
you're gonna miss me when i'm gone

You don't like me but you love me;
either way you're wrong.
You're gonna miss me when i'm gone,
you're gonna miss me when i'm gone

. . .


When last I spoke to Carol I said:
"I can't pretend it gets easier."
She said:
"I've hung on, I have edged around this narrow ledge since the day I was born in 1975."
When last I spoke to Carol I said:
"I can't pretend I feel love for you."
She said:
"I've hammered a smile across this pasty face of mine since the day I was born in 1975."
When I said goodbye to Carol
Black earth upon the casket fell
She had faded to
something I always knew
To the rescue
nobody ever comes.

. . .


I was wasting my time
Trying to fall in love
Disappointment came to me and
Booted me and bruised and hurt me

But that's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

I was wasting my time
Looking for love
Someone must look at me
and see their sunlit dream

I was wasting my time
Praying1 for love
For the love that never comes from
Someone who does not exist and2

That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

Let me live before I die
Oh, not me, not I

I was wasting my life
Always thinking about myself
Someone on the deathbed said
"There are other sorrows too"

I was driving my car
I crashed and broke my spine
So yes, there are things worse in life than
Never being someone's sweetie

That's how people grow up
That's how people grow up

As for me I'm ok
For now anyway

. . .


Always be carefull
When you abuse the one you love
The hour or the day
No one can tell
But one day

Goodbye will be farewell, and
You will never see the one you love again
You will never see the one you love again

I have been thinking
What, with my final brain cell
How time grips you
Slyly in it's spell
And before you know

Goodbye will be farewell, and
You will never see the one you love again
And the smiling children, tell you that you smell

Well, just look at me
A savage beast
With nothing to sell
And when I die
I'm going straight to hell
And that's when

Goodbye should be farewell

Ta ta ta, ta ta ta
Ta ta ta, ta ta ta
Ta ta ta, ta ta ta
Ta ta ta, ta ta ta

One day goodbye will be farewell
So grab me while you still have the time

. . .


Your voice, it might say no
But the heart has a will of its own
Your voice, it might say no
But the heart has a heart of its own

It's not your birthday anymore
There's no need to be kind to you
And the will to see smile and belong has now gone
It's not your birthday anymore
Did you really think we meant all those syrupy sentimental things that we said?

It cannot be given, and so it must be taken

All of the gifts that they gave can't compare in anyway
To the love that I am now giving to you
Right here, right now...on the floor

It's not your birthday anymore
There's no need to be kind to you
And the will to see you smile and belong has now gone
It's not your birthday anymore
Did you really think we meant all those syrupy sentimental things that we said yesterday?

. . .


Let the heart rest
Lay back your head
You were good in your time
and we thank you
You made me feel less alone
You made me feel not quite so
deformed, uninformed, and hunchbacked
Time takes all breath away
You were good in your time
and we thank you so
You said more in one day
than most people say
in a lifetime, it was our time
and we thank you
An end-of-the-ride sigh
Your soft smile says:
"Please understand, I must surrender."
Then you grip with your hand
now so small in mine
Are you aware wherever you are
that you have just died?

. . .


Sorries pour out of you
All wide-eyed simple smiles
Certain to see you through
like a QC full of fake humility
You say:
"Oh, please forgive..."
You say:
"Oh, live and let live..."
But sorry doesn't help us
And sorry will not save us
And sorry will not bring my teen years back to me (any time soon)
Forced back, it springs right out
Seasoned, you have no doubts
You lied about the lies that you told
Which is the full extent of what being you is all about
You say:
"Oh, please forgive..."
You say:
"Oh, live and let live..."
But sorry doesn't help us
Sorry will not save us
Sorry will not bring my love into my arms (as far as I know)
Sorry doesn't help us
Sorry will not save us
Sorry is just a word you find so easy to say, so you say it anyway
Sorry doesn't help us
Sorry won't protect us
Sorry won't undo all the good gone wrong

. . .


Could this be an arm around my waist?
Well, surely the hand contains a knife?
It's been so all of my life
Why change now?
"It hasn't!"

Now this might surprise you, but
I find I'm OK by myself
And I don't need you
or your morality to save me
No, no, no, no, no

Then came an arm around my shoulder
Well surely the hand holds a revolver?
It's been so all of my life
Why change now?
"It hasn't!"

Now this might disturb you, but
I find I'm OK by myself
And I don't need you
or your benevolence to make sense
Noooooooo!
Noooooooo!
Noooooooo!
Noooooooo!

After all these years I find I'm OK by myself
And I don't need you
Or your homespun philosophy
No, no, no, no

This might make you throw up in your bed:
I'm OK by myself!
And I don't need you
And I never have, I never have
Noooooooo!
Noooooooo!
Noooooooo!
Noooooooo!

. . .


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