I am the son
and the heir
of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does
I am the son
and the heir
of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and the heir
of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does
There's a club if you'd like to go
you could meet somebody who really loves you
so you go, and you stand on your own
and you leave on your own
and you go home, and you cry
and you want to die
When you say it's gonna happen "now"
well, when exactly do you mean?
see I've already waited too long
and all my hope is gone
You shut your mouth
how can you say
I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved
just like everybody else does
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7 comments:
sigue siendo un temazo a pesar de que las embrujadas lo usaran en los créditos de su mierda de serie...
los smiths no envejecen nunca!!
besines pa tós y toas
lau
Magnificos son estos smiths¡¡¡ que casualidad q ha sido mi banda sonora de este fin de semana lluvioso¡¡¡
me encanta esta canción!
el tono es bajo a cagarse, pero igual la canto....
jajajaja sinseso, a mi me pasa igual, y canto como el culo!!
maría, la lluvia como el sol traen los smiths a la mente, pero la lluvia más, porque ya sabes, morrisey wears black on the out side cause black is how he feels on the inside...
o argo asín
qué recuerdos la época de los Smiths.
ende luego el morrisey es lalegría de la huerta en sus letras eh????
pa cortarse las venas el chaval
aparte de sus comentarios chungos hacia la inmigración, ma gustao siempre el chaval
esos eighties, ese UK
...AY
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