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Smiths The The Very Best Of

Lyrics by Stephen Morrissey Music by Johnny Marr The boy with the thorn in his side Behind the hatred there lies A murderous desire for love How can

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking When I said I'd like to smash every tooth In your head Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking When I

Punctured bicycle On a hillside desolate Will nature make a man of me yet ? When in this charming car This charming man Why pamper life's complexity

in front of a flying bullet for you So, what difference does it make ? So, what difference does it make ? It makes none But now you have gone And you must be looking very

From the ice-age to the dole-age There is but one concern I have just discovered : Some girls are bigger than others Some girls are bigger than others

're so clever Then why are you on your own tonight ? If you're so very entertaining Then why are you on your own tonight ? If you're so very good-looking

Lyrics by Stephen Morrissey Music by Johnny Marr Is it wrong to want to live on your own ? No, it's not wrong - but I must know How can someone so young

Park the car at the side of the road You should know Time's tide will smother you And I will too When you laugh about people who feel so Very lonely Their

must, go to work - tomorrow Well, if I were you I really wouldn't bother For there are brighter sides to life And I should know, because I've seen them But not very