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The Smiths Miscellaneous Miserable Lie So, goodbye Please stay with your own kind And I'll stay with mine There's something against us It's not time It's not time So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye I know I need hardly say How much I love your casual way Oh, but please put your tongue away A little higher and we're well away The dark nights are drawing in And your humour is as black as them I look at yours, you laugh at mine And "love" is just a miserable lie You have destroyed my flower-like life Not once - twice You have corrupt my innocent mind Not once - twice I know the wind-swept mystical air It means : I'd like to see your underwear I recognise that mystical air It means : I'd like to seize your underwear What do we get for our trouble and pain ? Just a rented room in Whalley Range What do we get for our trouble and pain ? ...Whalley Range ! Into the depths of the criminal world I followed her ... I need advice, I need advice I need advice, I need advice Nobody ever looks at me twice Nobody ever looks at me twice I'm just a country-mile behind The world I'm just a country-mile behind The whole world Oh oh, oh ... I'm just a country-mile behind The world I'm just a country-mile behind The whole world Oh oh, oh ... Take me when you go Oh oh, oh... Take me when you go Oh oh, oh ... I need advice, I need advice |
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