Maladjusted
On this glorious occasion ... of the splendid defeat
I wanna start from
Before the beginning
Loot wine, be mine, and
Then lets 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
Wed 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 theres nothing
Wrong with you
You do all that you do
Because its 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 Ive ever said
Maladjusted, maladjusted
Maladjusted maladjusted
Never to be trusted
Oh, never to be trusted
Theres nothing wrong with you, oh
Theres nothing wrong with you, oh
Theres nothing wrong with you, oh
Theres nothing wrong with you
Theres nothing wrong with you
song performed by Morrissey
Added by Lucian Velea
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