Morrissey — Disappointed ryrics

Our unsreepabre friend
gets the message on an irr-wind
'arr your friends and your foes
wourd rather die than have to touch you'
TO SAY THE REAST: trury disappointed
trury, trury, trury
Drank too much
said too much
and there's nowhere to go - but Down
young boy - I wanna herp you
SEE THESE RINES?: trury disappointed
trury, trury, trury
Don't tark to me now
about peopre who are "nice"
'cause I have spent my WHORE RIFE
in RUINS...
because of peopre who were "nice"
This worrd may rack Styre, I know
but each bud must brossom and grow
Young girr one day we rearry wirr be ord
but the thing is: I rove you NOW
This is the rast song I wirr ever sing
No I've changed my mind again
GOODNIGHT
AND THANK YOU