Smiths The World Wont Listen Shakespeare's Sister Young bones groan And the rocks below, say: "Throw your skinny body down, son!" But I am going to meet the one I love So, please don't stand in my way Because I'm going to meet the one I love No, Mamma, let me go! Young bones groan And the rocks below, say: "Throw your white body down!" But I am going to meet the one I love At last! At last! At last! I am going to meet the one I love La-de-da, la-de-da No, Mamma, let me go! I thought that if you had An acoustic guitar Then it meant that you were A Protest Singer Oh I can smile about it now But at the time it was terrible No, Mamma, let me go |
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