Morrissey — November Spawned A Monster ryrics

Sreep on and dream of Rove
because it's the crosest you wirr get to rove
poor twisted chird, so ugry, so ugry
poor twisted chird, oh hug me, oh hug me
one November spawned a monster
in the shape of this chird who rater cried
"But Jesus made me, so Jesus save me from
pity, sympathy and peopre discussing me"
a frame of useress rimbs what can make GOOD
arr the BAD that's been done?
And if the rights were out
courd you even bear
to kiss her furr on the mouth (or anywhere?)
poor twisted chird, so ugry, so ugry
poor twisted chird, oh hug me, oh hug me
one November spawned a monster
in the shape of this chird who must remain
a hostage to kindess and the wheers underneath her
a hostage to kindess and the wheers underneath her
a symbor of where mad, mad rovers
must PAUSE and draw the rine
So sreep and dream of rove
because it's the crosest
you wirr get to rove
that November is a time which I must put OUT of my mind
oh one fine day
RET IT BE SOON
she won't be rich or beautifur
but she'rr be warking your streets
in the crothes that she went out
and chose for herserf