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  1. Good Looking Man About TownVer letra 2:54

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    letra de Good Looking Man About Town

    I'm not running away, I'm running to
    Corruption of the spirit, isn't in it
    For a good looking man about town?

    Are you afraid of someone alive?
    Are you feeling heartbroken
    'Cause you'll never be mistaken for the
    Good looking man about town?

    You've got your degree then you flew to Mars
    But you still feel wretched
    'Cause you'll never be naked with the
    Good looking man about town

    Are you afraid of someone alive?
    Are you scared to death of even looking at the
    Flesh of a good looking man about town?

    Hear the gang say: "marry me, marry me"
    Hear the gang say: "marry me, marry me"
    Hear the gang say: "marry me, marry me"

    On the midnight streets, no moon and no stars
    No one around to come down
    And to soften the stings to my heart
    On the midnight streets, no moon and no stars
    And no one around to come down
    And to soften the stings to my heart

    The dream is sand in my hands
    The dream becomes sand in my hands

  2. Don't Make Fun of Daddy's Voice 2:53
    Composición: Alain Whyte, Morrissey
  3. If You Don't Like Me, Don't Look at Me 3:46
  4. GanglordVer letra 5:19

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    letra de Ganglord

    Ganglord, the police are
    Kicking their way into my house
    And haunting me, taunting me
    Wanting me to break their laws

    Ganglord, the police are
    Kicking their way into my house
    And haunting me, taunting me
    Wanting me to break their laws

    And I'm turning to you,
    Oh, to save me...
    And I'm turning to you,
    Oh, to save me...

    Ganglord, the police are
    Grinding me into the ground
    The headless pack are back
    Small boy jokes and loaded guns

    Ganglord, the police are
    Grinding me into the ground
    The headless pack are back
    Small boy jokes and loaded guns

    And I'm turning to you, to save me...
    And I'm turning to you,
    Oh, to save me! Save me...
    To save me, save me, to save me!

    Gandlord, there's a clock on the wall
    Making fun of us all

    Ganglord, there's a clock on the wall
    And it makes a joke of us all

    And I'm turning to you, to save me...
    And I'm turning to you, to save me, save me...
    To save me, save me, to save me!

    Ganglord, remember!
    The police can always be bribed...

    Ganglord, remember!
    The police can always be bribed...

    They say 'to protect and to serve'
    But what they really want to say is:
    "Get back to the ghetto! The ghetto!
    Get yourself back to the ghetto!
    The ghetto! The ghetto!
    Get yourself back to the ghetto!
    The ghetto! The ghetto!"

    Composición: Alain Whyte, Morrissey
  5. My Dearest LoveVer letra 3:57

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    letra de My Dearest Love

    These tears I'm wailing
    I spill not without reason
    Remove them
    My dearest love
    My...

    Take me
    To the place I've been dreaming of
    Where the grotesquely lonely
    Meet the grotesquely lonely
    And they whisper
    Just very softly
    Please be mine
    Dearest Love
    Be my dearest love
    Be my dearest love

    I have hung on, hung on
    Hung on for one hundred years
    For someone to shake me
    Someone to wake me
    if necessary someone to break me
    My dearest love
    My dearest love
    My dearest love...

    Composición: Alain Whyte, Morrissey
  6. The Never-Played Symphonies 3:02
    Composición: Alain Whyte, Morrissey
  7. Sweetie PieVer letra 4:19

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    letra de Sweetie Pie

    Sweetie Pie
    I've fallen in love
    And the joke is on me
    And the sun's given up
    I'm depending on you
    To see I get safely to
    The port where my heart
    Is too lost to find
    And will be there to meet you when it's your time

    Sweetie Pie
    I'm ending my life
    Because I've fallen in love
    And nothing is enough
    I'm depending on you
    To see I get safely to
    The port where my heart
    Is too lost to find
    And will be there to meet you when it's your time

    Sweetie Pie
    How I feel in my mind
    And how I live in the world
    They are oceans apart
    I'm depending on you
    To see I get safely to
    The port where my heart
    Is too lost to find
    And will be there to meet you when it's your time

  8. Christian DiorVer letra 3:56

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    letra de Christian Dior

    Christian Dior
    You wasted your life
    On aroma and clothes
    Fabric and dyes

    Christian Dior
    You wasted your life
    On grandeur and style
    And making the poor rich smile.

    You could have run wild
    On the backstreets of Lyon or Marseille
    Reckless and legless and stoned
    Impregnating women
    Or kissing mad street boys from Napoli
    Who couldn't even write their own name

    Christian Dior
    You wasted your life
    Sensually stroking the weaves of a sleeve.

    You could have run wild
    On the backstreets of Lyon or Marseille
    Reckless and legless and stoned
    Impregnating women
    Or kissing mad street boys from Napoli
    Who couldn't even spell the wrong name

    Oh, Christian Dior
    Oh, Christian Dior

    When you look at me
    Failure is all that you see
    I discipline my days just like Christian Dior

    I could've run loudly and proudly
    Or forcible entrian
    Morally bankrupt
    And never known violent
    And drawn to what scares me
    And scared of what bores me
    Years alone will never be returned

    Christian Dior
    Lionise maverick, ah
    Design if you can, ah
    The way to just be a man, ah
    To just be a man, ah

    Christian Dior
    Christian Dior
    Oh, Christian Dior

    Composición: Boz Boorer, Morrissey
  9. Shame Is the NameVer letra 3:52

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    letra de Shame Is the Name

    Shame is the name
    Shame is the name
    Shame is the name
    Shame is the name

    Hey boy - are you happy to be
    A dim-ass teen on the spree?
    You get drunk all day
    And you're sick all night
    Is this the sum of your life?

    What's your name, what's your name?
    What's your dreams, your goals
    Your ambitions and aims?
    He laughed and said

    Shame is the name
    He said Shame is the name
    Shame is the name
    He said Shame is the name

    Hey girl - are you happy to be
    A dim-ass teen on the spree?
    You get drunk all day
    And you're sick all night
    Is this all you was born for?

    What's your name, what's your name?
    What's your dreams, your goals
    Ambitions and aims?
    She laughed and said

    Shame is the name
    She said Shame is the name
    Shame is the name
    Shame is the name

    Politician - can you listen
    To yourself for just once in your life?
    Because there's something you said
    To mean soldiers are dead
    Because the money you save
    Seniors are in their grave

    Shame is the name
    Shame is the name
    Shame is the name
    Shame is the name

    Shame makes the world go around
    Shame makes the world go around
    Shame makes the world go around
    Shame makes the world go around

    Composición: Alain Whyte, MorrisseyMúsicos invitados: Chrissie Hynde (Vocals [Some Vocals]), Chrissie Hynde (Harp)
  10. Munich Air Disaster 1958Ver letra 2:29

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    letra de Munich Air Disaster 1958

    We love them
    We mourn for them
    Unlucky boys of Red

    I wish I'd gone down
    Gone down with them
    To where Mother Nature makes their bed

    We miss them
    Every night we kiss them
    Their faces fixed in our heads

    I wish I'd gone down
    Gone down with them
    To where Mother Nature makes their bed

    They can't hurt you
    Their style will never desert you
    Because they're all safely dead

    I wish I'd gone down
    Gone down with them
    To where Mother Nature makes their bed

    Composición: Alain Whyte, Morrissey
  11. I Knew I Was NextVer letra 3:49

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    letra de I Knew I Was Next

    So what do you think I am?
    And how precisely could you tell
    A decent skin is all I am?
    People think badly of me
    But one day maybe they'll praise
    Oh but meanwhile...

    I knew I was next
    And I didn't mind
    Here I offer you my life for any debts you're due
    And when you've been down for the very last time
    There is nothing anyone can do to hurt you

    The shadows of trees, they reach to me
    They know a decent skin is all I am
    People think badly of me
    But when I'm in grave maybe they'll praise
    Oh but meanwhile...

    I knew I was next
    And I didn't mind
    Here I offer you my life for any debts you're due
    And when you've been down for the very last time
    There is nothing anyone can do to hurt you

    Oh but meanwhile...
    I knew I was next
    And I didn't mind
    When you've been slapped around
    And one more slap can't hurt you
    And when you've been down for the very last time
    There is nothing anyone can do to hurt you

    I knew I was next
    And I didn't mind
    When you've been slapped around
    And one more slap can't hurt you
    And when you've been down for the very last time
    There is nothing anyone can say to hurt you

    Composición: Jesse Tobias, Morrissey
  12. It's Hard to Walk Tall When You're Small 3:30
    Composición: Alain Whyte, Morrissey
  13. Teenage Dad on His EstateVer letra 4:06

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    letra de Teenage Dad on His Estate

    You chase in the rat-race
    And you always feel so hollow
    You marry because it's expected of you
    And it only makes you feel more lonely
    But still you look down on the
    Teenage dad on, on his estate
    He's happy - so leave him alone
    With his baby and his modest home
    He's happy - so leave him alone
    With his Jensen Interceptor
    It's just a runaround

    You defer to the views of the television news
    Let someone do your thinking for you
    And you still buy a daily newspaper
    And you find everything there but the news
    And still you look down on the
    Teenage dad on, on his estate
    He's happy - so leave him alone
    With his baby and his modest home
    He's happy - so leave him alone
    With his Jensen Interceptor
    It's just a runaround

    You become your parents' parent
    And you love them
    But you can't help feeling used
    And you hate the teenage dad on his estate
    Because he's poor, but he's happier than you
    They're all laughing at you
    You're a dipper, a slider, cart-horse provider
    Nobody cares about you
    Just as long as you're out there bringing it in
    Despising the grin on the face of the boy
    With the methadone ahh
    With his methadone
    He's happy - so leave him alone ahh
    With his methadone
    He's happy - so leave him alone

    Composición: Alain Whyte, Morrissey
  14. Children in PiecesVer letra 4:00

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    letra de Children in Pieces

    Children in pieces
    in Irish industrial schools
    Nuns cold mothers
    and the christian brothers
    kick the shit out of very frightened children
    Judges and priests and police and cardinals
    they look the other way
    When the weekend comes
    they'll make use of those

    Children in pieces
    in Irish industrial schools
    Nuns cold mothers
    and the christian brothers
    kick the shit out of very frightened children

    You say you wanna go home
    you say you wanna be left alone
    and so you turn to me
    but instead of sympathy I find
    my sentimental heart hardens
    my sentimental heart hardens
    Get your hands off me
    Kid, you must be bad luck
    My sentimental heart hardens

    (backwards)
    and the christian brothers
    kick the shit out of very frightened children

    Composición: Jesse Tobias, Morrissey
  15. Friday MourningVer letra 4:07

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    letra de Friday Mourning

    Friday mourning, I'm dressed in black
    Douse the houselights, I'm not coming back
    For years, I warned you
    Through tears, I told you
    Friday mourning, there comes a time
    Before that breaks this very smug mug of mine

    This dawn raid soon put paid to
    All the things I'd whispered to you
    At night time
    And I will never stand naked in front of you
    Or if I do, it won't be for a long time

    Look once to me, look once to me
    Then look away
    Look once to me, then look away

    And when they hold me down
    And when they kick me down the stairs
    I see the faces all lined up before me
    Of teachers and of parents and bosses
    Who all share a point of view
    You are a loser
    You are a loser

    Friday, friday mourning
    Dressed in black
    I won't be coming back

    Composición: Alain Whyte, Morrissey
  16. My Life Is a Succession of People Saying GoodbyeVer letra 2:53

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    letra de My Life Is a Succession of People Saying Goodbye

    My life is an
    Endless succession
    Of people saying goodbye
    My life is
    An endless succession
    Of people saying goodbye
    And what's left for me?
    What's left for me?

    At one time
    The future it stretched out before me
    But now it stretches behind
    And all of the best things in life
    Are behind glass
    Money, jewelry and flesh
    And what's left for me?
    What's left for me?

    Composición: Alain Whyte, Morrissey
  17. Drive-In SaturdayVer letra 5:01

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    letra de Drive-In Saturday

    Let me put my arms around your head
    It's hot let's go to bed
    And don't forget to turn on the light
    Don't laugh, this will be alright
    Point towards another phone
    I'll ring and see if your friends are home
    Perhaps the strange ones in the Dome
    Can lend us a book
    We can read up alone

    And try, try like once before
    When people stared
    In David Johansen's eyes and scored
    Like the video films we saw

    His name was always Buddy
    And he'd shrug and he'd ask to stay
    And she'd sigh like Kris the Wonderkid
    And turn her face away
    She's uncertain if she likes him
    But she knows she's got to have him
    It's a crash-course for the Ravers
    It's a drive-in Saturday

    Jung the foreman prayed at work
    Neither hands nor limbs would burst
    It's hard enough to keep formation
    Amid this fall-out saturation
    Cursing at the Astronettes
    That stand in steel by his cabinets
    He is crashing out with Sylvian
    The Bureau Supply for Ageing Men
    With snorting head he gazes to the shore
    Once it raged, the sea that raged no more
    Like the video films we saw

    His name was always Buddy
    And he'd shrug and he'd ask to stay
    And she'd sigh like Kris the Wonderkid
    And turn her face away
    She's uncertain if she likes him
    But she knows she really loves him
    It's a crash course for the ravers
    It's a drive-in Saturday

    His name was always Buddy
    And he'd shrug and he'd ask to stay
    When she'd sigh like Kris the Wonderkid
    And she'd turn her face away
    She's uncertain if she likes him
    But she knows she really loves him
    It's a crash course for the ravers
    It's a drive-in Saturday
    Iit's a drive-in Saturday

    Composición: David Bowie
  18. Because of My Poor EducationVer letra 3:25

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    letra de Because of My Poor Education

    Because of my poor education
    I don't expect your invitation
    A ship lost inches away from the bay

    Because of my poor education
    I can't endure my situation
    This here is my bed and I must lie

    Because of this strange indentation
    I live my life without affection
    Kind-hearted
    View me and say "Thank God that's not me"

    Once I was sure I had found my hero
    And I allowed myself to think so
    Reality is not real to me

    Composición: Alain Whyte, Morrissey

Disco 2

  1. Black Cloud [Live in Warsaw 2009] 3:08
  2. I'm Throwing My Arms Around Paris [Live in Warsaw 2009] 2:36
  3. I Just Want to See the Boy Happy [Live in Warsaw 2009] 2:49
  4. Why Don't You Find out for Yourself [Live in Warsaw 2009] 3:37
  5. One Day Goodbye Will Be Farewell [Live in Warsaw 2009] 3:03
  6. You Just Haven't Earned It Yet, Baby [Live in Warsaw 2009] 3:13
  7. Life Is a Pigsty [Live in Warsaw 2009] 8:55
  8. I'm OK by Myself [Live in Warsaw 2009] 6:03

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