Álbum Ringleader of the Tormentors de Morrissey - Canciones

Ringleader of the Tormentors

2006 |

Sello | Attack Records

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Listado de canciones del álbum Ringleader of the Tormentors

I Will See You in Far-Off Places 4:13
Dear God Please Help Me 5:51
Músicos invitados: Ennio Morricone (Arranged By [Strings]), Ennio Morricone (Written-By [Strings]), Marco Patrignani (Producer [Additional String Production])
You Have Killed MeVer letra 3:08

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Pasolini is me
Accattone you'll be
I entered nothing and nothing entered me
'Til you came with the key
And you did your best but

As I live and breathe
You have killed me
You have killed me
Yes I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me

Piazza Cavour, what's my life for?

Visconti is me
Magnani you'll never be
I entered nothing and nothing entered me
'Til you came with the key
And you did your best but

As I live and breathe
You have killed me
You have killed me
Yes, I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me

Who am I that I come to be here?

As I live and breathe
You have killed me
You have killed me
Yes I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me

And there is no point saying this again
There is no point saying this again
But I forgive you, I forgive you
Always I do forgive you
The Youngest Was the Most LovedVer letra 2:59

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The youngest was the most loved
The youngest was the shielded
We kept him from the world's glare
And he turned into a killer

Retroussé nose
Turned up and mischievous
Forget-me-not eyes that cried
if we ever left his side

There is no such thing in life as normal
There is no such thing in life as normal

The youngest was the most loved
The youngest was the cherub
A small boy from a poor house
Who turned into a killer

A blushed rose if he had to say 'hello'
A lopsided grin strained to keep the shyness in

There is no such thing in life as normal
There is no such thing in life as normal

The youngest was the most loved
The youngest was the cherub
The look was all before him
With a lovely wife beside him

The youngest was the most loved
The youngest was the cherub
We kept him from the world's glare
And he turned into a killer

There is no such thing in life as normal
There is no such thing in life as normal
Músicos invitados: Alice Diodovich (Choir [Children's Choir]), Andrea Baroni (Choir [Children's Choir]), Charlotte Patrignani (Choir [Children's Choir]), Ester Diodovich (Choir [Children's Choir]), Gaia Baroni (Choir [Children's Choir]), Giulia D'Andrea (Choir [Children's Choir]), Laura Adriani (Choir [Children's Choir]), Marco Lorecchio (Choir [Children's Choir]), Niccolò Centioni (Choir [Children's Choir]), Rosella Ruini (Conductor [Choir])
In the Future When All's Well 3:54
The Father Who Must Be KilledVer letra 3:53

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Step-child, you have outlived your time
You represent embarrassment and failure
And the father who must be killed
Is the blight upon your blighted life
And his might is his legal right
To ground you down

Step-child, with every petty swipe
You just might find you're fighting for your life
And the father who must be killed
Is a step farther but nonetheless
The way he chews his food
Rips right through your senses

Step-child, there's a knife in a drawer
In a room downstairs
And you, you know what you must do

So the step-child ran with a knife to his
Sleeping frame and slams it in his arms,
His legs, his face, his neck and says
"There's a law against me now"

And the father who must be killed
With his dying breath, he grabs her hand
And he looks into her eyes
He says "I'm sorry" and he dies

Stepchild, I release you
With this broken voice I beseech you
Why are lives so short?
The step-child thought
heart pointing to the sky
"No warm to warm me
No hand to touch me
And no bible-belters to mess with me
Mama don't miss me
Mama don't miss me
This death will complete me
But where I go there will be no one to meet me
I know there will be no one to meet me"
But still the step-child press the knife to her throat
Heart pointing to the sky
"Just as motherless birds fly high
Then... so shall I
So shall I
So shall I
So shall I
So shall I..."
Life Is a PigstyVer letra 7:22

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It's the same old S.O.S.
But with brand new broken fortunes
And once again I turn to you
Once again I do I turn to you
It's the same old S.O.S.
But with brand new broken fortunes
I'm the same underneath
But this you, you surely knew

Life is a pigsty
Life is a pigsty
Life is a pigsty
Life is a pigsty
Life, life is a pigsty
Life, life is a pigsty
Life, life is a pigsty
Life is a pigsty
And if you don't know this
Then what do you know?
Every second of my life I only live for you
And you can shoot me
And you can throw me off a train
I still maintain
I still maintain
Life, life is a pigsty
Life is a pigsty
And I'd been shifting gears all along my life
But I'm still the same underneath
This you surely knew
I can't reach you
I can't reach you
I can't reach you anymore

Can you please stop time?
Can you stop the pain?
I feel too cold
And now I feel too warm again
Can you stop this pain?
Can you stop this pain?
Even now in the final hour of my life
I'm falling in love again
Again
Even now in the final hour of my life
I'm falling in love again
Again
Again
Again
I'm falling in love again
Again
Again
Again
I'll Never Be Anybody's HeroNow 4:14
On the Streets I RanVer letra 3:51

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Oh a working class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
Oh forgive me, on the streets I ran
Turned sickness into popular song

Streets of wet black holes
On roads you can never know
You never have them
but they always have you
Till the day that you croak
It's no joke

Oh a working class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
Oh forgive me on the streets I ran
Turned sickness into unpopular song

And all these streets can do
Is claim to know the real you
And warn if you don't leave
you will kill or be killed
Which isn't very nice
Here everybody's friendly
But nobody's friends

Oh dear God,
When will I be where I should be
And when the palmist said
"One Thursday you will be dead"
I said: "No, not me, this cannot be
Dear God, take him,
take them, take anyone
The stillborn
The newborn
The infirm
Take anyone
Take people from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Just spare me!"
To Me You Are a Work of ArtVer letra 4:01

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I live a life
I feel the pain
To sing this song
To tell the tale
I wish I never even heard the song
I see the world
It makes me puke
But then I look at you and know
That somewhere there's
a someone who can soothe me

To me you are a work of art
And I would give you my heart
That's if I had one

I see the world
It makes me puke
But then I look at you and know
That somewhere there's
a someone who can soothe me

To me you are a work of art
And I would give you my heart
That's if I had one, had one

To me you are a work of art
And I would give you my heart
That's if I had one
I Just Want to See the Boy HappyVer letra 2:59

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Lord these words I beg of you
As I kneel down at my bed
Because soon I will be dead
Let's face it soon I will be dead
And I just want to
I want to see the boy happy
With some hope in his pale eyes
Is that too much to ask?
Before I die
I have one final dream
For my own life I don't care anything

Lord these words I beg of you
As I kneel down at my bed
Let's face it soon I will be dead
And I just want to
I want to see the boy happy
With his arms around his first love
Is that too much to ask?
Before I die
I have one final dream
For my own life I don't care anything
And I just want to
I want to see this boy happy
Why is this such a bad thing?
At Last I Am BornVer letra 3:34

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At last I am born
Historians note
I am finally born
I once used to
Chase affection withdrawn
But now I just sit back and yawn
Because I am born, born, born
Look at me now
From difficult child to spectral hand
To Claude Brasseur
Oh-blah blah blah

At last I am born
Vulgarians know
I am finally born
I once thought
That time accentuates despair
But now I don't actually care
Because I am born, born, born
Look at me now
From difficult child to spectral hand
To Claude Brasseur
Oh-blah blah blah

At last I am born
At last I am born
Leaving the one true free life born
I once thought
I had numerous reasons to cry
And I did, but I don't anymore
Because I am born, born, born

At last I am born
At last I am born
It took me a long, long time
But now I am born
I once was a mess
Of guilt because of the flesh
It's remarkable what you can learn
Once you are born, born, born
Born, born, born
Born, born, born
Músicos invitados: Alice Diodovich (Choir [Children's Choir]), Andrea Baroni (Choir [Children's Choir]), Charlotte Patrignani (Choir [Children's Choir]), Ester Diodovich (Choir [Children's Choir]), Gaia Baroni (Choir [Children's Choir]), Giulia D'Andrea (Choir [Children's Choir]), Laura Adriani (Choir [Children's Choir]), Marco Lorecchio (Choir [Children's Choir]), Niccolò Centioni (Choir [Children's Choir]), Rosella Ruini (Conductor [Choir])