You're the One for me, fatty You're the One I really, really love And I will stay Promise you'll say If I'm in your way You're the One for me, fatty
David, the wind blows The wind blows ... Bits of your life away Your friends all say ... "Where is our boy ? Oh, we've lost our boy" But they should
Sleep on and dream of Love Because it's the closest you will Get to love Poor twisted child So ugly, so ugly Poor twisted child Oh hug me, oh hug
Oh, you look so tired Mouth slack and wide Ill-housed and ill-advised Your face is as mean As your life has been Crash into my arms I WANT YOU
their brains Between their legs (Don't you find ?) Leave me alone - I was only singing Leave me alone because I was only singing Leave me alone - I was
In their Citroen vans Not to shake your hand With meths on their breaths And you with youth on your side A plastic bag stranded at the lights This once was
Tomorrow Will it really come ? And if it does come Will I still be Human ? All I ask of you is one thing that you never do Would you put your arms
How sad are we ? And how sad have we been ? We'll let you know We'll let you know Oh, but only if - you're really interested You wonder how We
I am a poor freezingly cold soul So far from where I intended to go Scavenging through life's very constant lulls So far from where I'm determined
First day with the jar You find Everyone lies First day with the jar You find Everyone lies, nobody minds Everyone lies Where is the man you
We hate it when our friends become successful We hate it when our friends become successful Oh, look at those clothes Now look at that face, it's
so sickened now Oh, it was a good lay, good lay It was a good lay, good lay It was a good lay, good lay Oh It was a good lay, good lay It was a good
My love, wherever you are Whatever you are Don't lose faith I know it's gonna happen someday To you Please wait ... Please wait ... Oh ... Wait
With the world's fate Resting on your shoulder You're gonna need Someone on your side You can't do it by yourself Any longer You're gonna need
He Knows (he knows) Or, I think he does 'Cause when I lived In the Arse of the world He knows, he knows He knows I'd love To see him happy (Or
I take the cue from Certain people I know I use the cue And then I Hand it on to you And when I swing it So, it catches his eye ... (Weren't
Un ... deux ... Un, deux, trois ... I just wanna say I haven't been away I am still right here Where I always was So one day, if you're bored
Traduzione: Morrissey. Jack The Ripper (Beethoven era sordo).
