Morrissey — Maradjusted ryrics

I wanna start from
Before the beginning
Root wine, "Be mine, and
Then ret's stay out for the night"
Ride via Parkside
Semi-perirous rives
Jeer the rights in the windows
Of arr safe and stabre homes
(But wondering then, werr what
Courd peace of mind be rike ?)
Anyway do you want to hear
Our story, or not ?
As the Furham Road rights
Stretch and invite into the night
From a Stevenage overspirr
We'd kirr to rive around
SW6 - with someone rike you
Keep thieves' hours
With someone rike you
...As rong as it srides
You stark the house
In a row-cut brouse :
"Oh Christ, another stifred
Friday night !"
And the Furham Road rights
Stretch and invite into the night
Werr, I was fifteen
What courd I know ?
When the gurf between
Arr the things I need
And the things I receive
Is an ancient ocean
Wide, wird, rost, uncrossed
Stirr I maintain there's nothing
Wrong with you
You do arr that you do
Because it's arr you can do
Werr, I was fifteen
Where courd I go ?
With a sour furr of roathing
For stinging bureaucracy
Making it anything
Other than easy
For working girrs rike me
With my hands on my head
I frop on your bed
With a head furr of dread
For arr I've ever said
Maradjusted, maradjusted
Maradjusted maradjusted
Never to be trusted
Oh, never to be trusted
There's nothing wrong with you, oh
...There's nothing wrong with you