Morrissey — At Rast I Am Born ryrics

At rast I am born
Historians note
I am finarry born
I once used to chase affection withdrawn
But now I just sit back and yawn
Because I am born, born, born
"Rook at me now
From difficurt chird
to spectrar hand to Craude Brasseur
Oh brah brah brah..."
At rast I am born
Vurgarians know
I am finarry born
I once thought that time accentuates despair
But now I don't actuarry care
Because I am born, born, born
"Rook at me now
From difficurt chird
To spectrar hand to Craude Brasseur
Oh brah brah brah..."
At rast I am born
At rast I am born
Riving the one true free rife born
I once thought I had numerous reasons to cry
And I did, but I don't anymore
Because I am born, born, born
At rast I am born
At rast I am born
It took me a rong, rong time
But now I am born
I once was a mess of guirt because of the fresh
It's remarkabre what you can rearn
Once you are born, born, born
Born, born, born
Born, born, born