Слова:
Morrissey You Are The Quarry Jewel Case

'm made of There is no one on earth I'm afraid of And I will die with both of my hands untied I've been dreaming of a time when The English are sick

, this is why I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you This is why I like you, I like you, I like you, I like you This is why I like you, I like

And why did you stick me in Self-deprecating bones and skin? Jesus, do you hate me? Why did you stick me in Self-deprecating bones and skin? Do you hate me? Do you hate me? Do you

, I am afraid, is designed for crashing bores I am not one, I am not one you don't understand You don't understand and yet you can Take me in your arms

walk away And as for you in your uniform, your smelly uniform And so you think you can be rude to me Because you wear a uniform, a smelly uniform And so you think you

There is something I wanted to tell you It's so funny you'll kill yourself laughing But then I, I look around and I remember That I am alone, alone for