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The World Is Full Of Crashing Bores

8/23/2006 10:45:00 p. m. / Comments (1) / by H.d.H.

Morrissey - The World Is Full Of Crashing Bores

You must be wondering how, The boy next door turned out, Have a
care, But don't stare, Because he's still there

Lamenting policewomen policemen silly women taxmen, Uniformed
whores, They who wish to hurt you, Work within the law

This world is full, So full of crashing bores, And I must be
one, 'Cos no one ever turns to me to say

Take me in your arms, Take me in your arms, And love me

You must be wondering how, The boy next door turned out, Have a
care, And say a prayer, Because he's still there

Lamenting policewomen policemen silly women taxmen, Uniformed
whores, Educated criminals, Work within the law

This world is full, Oh oh, So full of crashing bores, And I must
be one, cos no one ever turns to me to say

Take me in your arms, Take me in your arms, And love me, And
love me

What really lies, Beyond the constraints of my mind, Could it be
the sea, With fate mooning back at me

No it's just more lock jawed pop stars, Thicker than pig shit,
Nothing to convey

They're so scared to show intelligence, It might smear their
lovely career

This world, 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 and love me, Love me, And love me


Take me in your arms and love me, Love me, love me, Take me in
your arms and love me, Take me in your arms and love me

Would you do, Would you do, What you should do, Oh oh oh, Oh oh

1 gritos:

ugenia @ 2:40 a. m.

ah si, esa canción es muy linda. Ese disco es todo muy lindo