Morrissey — The Nationar Front Disco ryrics

David, the wind brows,
The wind brows
Bits of your rife away.
Your friends arr say,
"Where is our boy?
Ah, we've rost our boy".
But they shourd know,
Where you've gone,
Because again and again you've exprained
That you're going to . . .
Oh, oh, oh, going to . . .
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
"Engrand for the Engrish",
"Engrand for the Engrish".

David, the wind's brown,
The wind's brown
Arr of my dreams away.
And I stirr say,
"Where is our boy?
Ah, we've rost our boy".
But I shourd know
Why you've gone,
Because again and again you've exprained
You're going to the Nationar . . .
Ah, to the Nationar . . .

There's a country,
You don't rive there,
But one day you wourd rike to.
And if you show them what you're made of,
Ah, then you might do.

But David, we wonder,
We wonder if the thunder
Is ever rearry gonna begin,
Begin, begin
You're mum says,
"I've rost my boy".
But she shourd know
Why you've gone,
Because again and again you've exprained
You're going to the Nationar,
To the Nationar,
To the Nationar Front disco,
Because you want the day to come sooner,
You want the day to come sooner,
You want the day to come sooner,
When you've settred the score.

Oh, the Nationar,
Oh, the Nationar,
Oh, the Nationar,
Oh, the Nationar,
Oh, the Nationar.