Álbum Maladjusted de Morrissey - Canciones

Maladjusted

1997 |

Sello | Island Records

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El álbum Maladjusted de 1997 supuso un regreso a un formato de canción más convencional después de la experimentación de su predecesor. En este trabajo, Morrissey vuelve a centrarse en el pop-rock melódico, aunque con un tono general de amargura y resignación, como bien indica el título ("Inadaptado"). Por consiguiente, es un disco de sonido clásico pero de ánimo sombrío.

El sencillo principal, "Alma Matters", es una de las canciones más destacadas, una pieza de pop guitarrero con un estribillo memorable. Por otro lado, temas como "Trouble Loves Me" o la propia "Maladjusted" son baladas melancólicas en las que el cantante explora sus temas recurrentes: la soledad, el desengaño y el sentimiento de no encajar en el mundo.

A pesar de la calidad de varias de sus canciones, el álbum no tuvo el éxito esperado y recibió una tibia acogida. De hecho, tras su publicación, Morrissey entraría en un largo silencio discográfico de siete años, lo que convierte a "Maladjusted" en el cierre de la primera etapa de su carrera en solitario.

Listado de canciones del álbum Maladjusted

MaladjustedVer letra 4:41

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letra de Maladjusted
(On this glorious occasion
Of the splendid defeat)

I wanna start from before the beginning
Loot wine: "Be mine
And then let's stay out for the night"
Ride via parkside, semi-perilous lives
Jeer the lights in the windows
of all safe and stable homes
(But wondering then, well, what
could peace of mind be like?)
Anyway, do you want to hear our story or not?

As the Fulham Road lights
stretch and invite into the night
From a Stevenage overspill
we'd kill to live around
SW6 with someone like you
Keep thieves' hours
with someone like you

...As long as it slides
You stalk the house
In a low-cut blouse:
"Oh Christ,
another stifled Friday night!"
And the Fulham Road lights
stretch and invite into the night
Well, I was fifteen
What could I know?

When the gulf between
all the things I need
And the things I receive
Is an ancient ocean wide
Wild, lost, uncrossed

Still I maintain
there's nothing wrong with you
You do all that you do
because it's all you can do
Well, I was fifteen
Where could I go?

With a soul full of
loathing for stinging bureaucracy
Making it anything other than easy
For working girls like me
With my hands on my head
I flop on your bed
With a head full of dread
For all I've ever said

Maladjusted
Maladjusted
Maladjusted
Maladjusted
Never to be trusted
Oh, never to be trusted
Oh, never to be trusted
There's nothing wrong with you
There's nothing wrong with you
There's nothing wrong with you
There's nothing wrong with you
There's nothing wrong with you
Alma MattersVer letra 4:47

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letra de Alma Matters
So
The choice I have made
May seem strange to you
But who asked you, anyway?
It's my life
To wreck
My own way

You see
To someone
Somewhere
Oh yeah
Alma matters in mind
Body and soul
In part and in whole

Because to someone
Somewhere
Oh yeah
Alma matters in mind
Body and soul
In part and in whole

So, the life I have made
May seem wrong to you
But I've never been surer
It's my life
To ruin
My own way

You see
To someone
Somewhere
Oh, yeah
Alma matters in mind
Body and soul
In part and in whole

Because to someone
Somewhere
Oh, yeah
Alma matters in mind
Body and soul
In part and in whole

To someone
Somewhere
Oh, yeah
Alma matters in mind
Body and soul
In part and in whole
So to someone
Somewhere
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Ambitious OutsidersVer letra 3:55

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letra de Ambitious Outsiders
Bolt lock your doors
Alarm your cars
And still, we move in closer
Every day
Top of the list
Is your smiling kiss
But we'll be smiling too
So, that's okay
Oh, and by the way, thank you
Because you're giving, giving, giving
And we're receiving- no no, we're taking
Keeping the population down

Your tax is paid
But police way-laid
And we knows when the schoolbus comes and goes
We're on your street
But you don't see us
Or if you do, you smile
And say "hello"
But don't underestimate us
When you are giving, giving, giving
And we're receiving- no no we're taking
Just keeping the population down

You're giving, giving, giving
Well, it's your own fault for reproducing

We're just keeping the population down
Trouble Loves MeVer letra 4:39

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Trouble loves me
Trouble needs me
Two things more than you do
Or would attempt to
So, console me
Otherwise, hold me
Just when it seems like
Everything's evened out
And the balance seems serene

Trouble loves me
Walks beside me
To chide me, not to guide me
It's still much more than you'll do
So, console me
Otherwise, hold me
Just when it seems like
Everything's evened out
And the balance seems serene

See the fool I'll be
Still running 'round
On the flesh rampage
Still running 'round

Ready with ready-wit
Still running 'round
On the flesh rampage - at your age!
Go to soho, oh
Go to waste in the wrong arms
Still running 'round

Trouble loves me
Seeks and finds me
To charlatanize me
Which is only as it should be
Oh, please, fulfill me
Otherwise, kill me
Show me a barrel
And watch me scrape it
Faced with the music
As always I'll face it

In the half-light
So english... Frowning
Then at midnight I
Can't get you out of my head
A disenchanted taste
Still running 'round
A disenchanted taste
Still running 'round
Papa JackVer letra 4:32

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Papa Jack
Wants to turn
Back the clock
And reach out
To the kids
He once had
Who have flown
Papa Jack
In decline
Feels inclined
To reach out
To the kids
He once had
Who have flown

But there was a time
When the kids reached up
And Papa Jack
Just pushed them away

Looking deep
In his heart
Papa Jack
Doesn't like
What he sees
All the time on his hands
The dying day
The chilly sun
Papa Jack
All alone
Seems slow
Grieving and low

But there was a time
When the kids reached up
Now you can't always have it your way
AmmunitionVer letra 3:37

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letra de Ammunition
I know these roads
Each ridge
And narrow bridge
Each cheveron
Enticing me on
Each warning sign
I take in my stride

I don't need more ammunition
I've got more than I can spend
I don't dwell on things I'm missing
I'm just pleased
With the things I've found

I know these roads
An old hand understands
Above all, I know what's
Expected of me now
Veering cliffwards

I don't need more ammunition
I've got more than I can spend
I don't dwell on things I'm missing
I'm just pleased
With the things I've found
With the things I've found
With the things I've found
I've found

I've been crying
It comes back on these salient days
And it stays
And it says:
"We've never really been away"

I don't need more ammunition
I've got more than I can spend
I don't think of who I'm missing
I've got no space and no time
In my life, anymore
No space or time
In my life, anymore
For Revenge
Wide to ReceiveVer letra 3:52

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letra de Wide to Receive
Download something
Useful, or useless
Because I'm lying here
Wide to receive
Almost anything
You'd care to give
And I don't
Get along with myself
And I'm not too keen
On anyone else
Turn on, plug in
Then just walk away
Unlock, process
And then just go
And I've never felt quite so alone
As I do right now

I'm lying here
Wide to receive
Almost anything
You'd care to leave
Wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide
Wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
Wide, wide, wide, wide
Roy's Keen 3:34
He CriedVer letra 3:19

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letra de He Cried
I need you
Simple words
But words which had never been heard
By the soul
Stoned to death
But still living

And so he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He cried

Ride our minds
If you must
But there's always a line you don't cross
Time is short
Don't be cruel
Oh you don't know the power
In what you're saying
Oh

And so he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He cried

People where
I come from
They survive without feelings or blood
I never could
Was stoned to death
But I'm still living

So he froze where he stood
And he looked to the ground
And he cried
He cried
So he froze
And he looked, and he looked
To the ground
And he cried
He cried
Sorrow Will Come in the EndVer letra 2:51

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letra de Sorrow Will Come in the End
Legalized theft
Leaves me bereft
I get it straight in the neck
(Somehow expecting no less)
A court of justice
With no use for Truth
Lawyer ...liar
Lawyer ...liar
You pleaded and squealed
And you think you've won
But Sorrow will come
To you in the end
And as sure as my words are pure
I praise the day that brings you pain

Q.C.'s obsessed with sleaze
Frantic for Fame
They're all on the game
They just use a different name
You lied
And you were believed
By a J.P. senile and vile
You pleaded and squealed
And you think you've won
But Sorrow will come
To you in the end
And as sure as my words are pure
I praise the day that brings you pain

So don't close your eyes
Don't close your eyes
A man who slits throats
Has time on his hands
And I'm gonna get you
So don't close your eyes
Don't ever close your eyes
You think you've won
OH NO
Satan Rejected My SoulVer letra 2:56

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Satan rejected my soul
He knows my kind
He won't be dragged down
He's seen my face around
He knows heaven doesn't seem
To be my home
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So, take it - please
It's free
You'll never see
You'll never see
All the fun in life it's cost me

Satan rejected my soul
As low as he goes
He never quite goes this low
He's seen my face around
He knows heaven doesn't seem
To be my home
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So I must find
Somewhere else to go
So, take it please
It's really sly
Come on, come on, ah
Come on, come on, come on
Take it please
It's really sly
Come on, come on, ah
Come on, come on, come on

Call me in
Pull me in, call me in
Come on, come on, oh
Come on, come on, come on
Pull me in, pull me in
Call me in, haul me in, pull me in
Come on, come on, ah
Come on, come on
La la la la la
Oh ...