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Morrissey Swords

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Morrissey. Swords. Children In Pieces. Morrissey. Espadas. Crianças In Pieces.
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Children in pieces in Irish industrial schools Nuns called mothers And their Christian brothers Kick the shit out of very frightened children Judges

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Morrissey. Swords. Drive-In Saturday. Morrissey. Espadas. Drive-In Saturday.
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Let me put my arms around your head It's hot, let's go to bed And don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh, this will be alright Going towards another

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Morrissey. Swords. Friday Mourning. Morrissey. Espadas. Sexta-feira Mourning.
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Friday mourning I am dressed in black Douse the house lights I'm not coming back For years, I warned you Through tears, I told you Friday mourning, there

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Morrissey. Swords. Christian Dior. Morrissey. Espadas. Christian Dior.
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Christian Dior, you wasted your life On aroma and clothes, fabric and dyes Christian Dior, you wasted your life On grandeur and style, and making the

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Morrissey. Swords. I Knew I Was Next. Morrissey. Espadas. Eu sabia que era seguida.
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So what do you think I am? And how precisely could you tell A decent skin is all I am? People think badly of me But one day maybe they'll praise Oh, but

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Morrissey. Swords. If You Don't Like Me, Don't Look At Me. Morrissey. Espadas. Se você não gosta de mim, não me olhe.
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Run, run young man, through the glen Run young woman, through the glen See if I care, see if I care, see if I care See if I care, see if I care, see if

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Morrissey. Swords. Ganglord. Morrissey. Espadas. Ganglord.
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Ganglord, the police are Kicking their way into my house And haunting me, taunting me Wanting me to break their laws Ganglord, the police are Kicking

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Morrissey. Swords. Munich Air Disaster 1958. Morrissey. Espadas. Munich Air Disaster 1958.
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We love them We mourn for them Unlucky boys of red I wish I'd gone down Gone down with them To where mother nature Makes their bed We miss them Every

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Morrissey. Swords. Because Of My Poor Education. Morrissey. Espadas. Because Of My Educação Pobres.
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Because of my poor education I don't expect your invitation A ship lost inches away from the bay Because of my poor education I can't endure my situation

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Morrissey. Swords. My Life is a Succession of People Saying Goodbye. Morrissey. Espadas. Minha vida é uma sucessão de pessoas dizendo adeus.
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My life is an endless succession Of people saying goodbye My life is an endless succession Of people saying goodbye And what's left for me? What's left

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Morrissey. Swords. Don't Make Fun Of Daddy's Voice. Morrissey. Espadas. Não fazem o divertimento de voz do papai.
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Long ago when he was Young and restless Suddenly, daddy saw The beckoning finger of fate Don't make fun of daddy's voice Because he can't help it When

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Morrissey. Swords. Sweetie Pie. Morrissey. Espadas. Sweetie Pie.
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Sweetie pie I have fallen in love And the joke is on me and the sun's given up I'm depending on you to see I get safely to The port where my heart is

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Morrissey. Swords. The Never-Played Symphonies. Morrissey. Espadas. O Sinfonias Nunca jogou-.
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Reflecting from my death bed I'm balancing life's riches Against the ditches And the flat grays in between All I can see are the never laid That's the

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Morrissey. Swords. It's Hard To Walk Tall When You're Small. Morrissey. Espadas. É difícil Walk Tall Quando você é pequeno.
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I can kill standing still It?s easy I can scare with a stare It?s easy Hey Ringo, it?s sad though Because it?s hard to walk tall, when you?re small Whether

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Morrissey. Swords. Teenage Dad on His Estate. Morrissey. Espadas. Pai adolescente em sua propriedade.
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You chase in the rat race And you always feel so hollow You marry because it's expected of you And it only makes you feel more lonely But still you look

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Morrissey. Swords. My Dearest Love. Morrissey. Espadas. My Dearest Amor.
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These tears I'm wailing I spill not without reason Remove them My dearest love My Take me to the place I've been dreaming of Where the grotesquely lonely

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Morrissey. Swords. Good Looking Man About Town. Morrissey. Espadas. Looking Good Man About Town.
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I'm not running away I'm running to Corruption of the spirit isn't in it For a good looking man about town Are you afraid of someone alive? Are you feeling

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