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Paint A Vulgar Picture

At the record company meeting
On their hands - a dead star
And oh, the plans that they weave
And oh, the sickening greed
At the record company meeting
On their hands - a dead star
The sycophantic slags all say:
"I knew him first, and I knew him well!"
Re-issue! Re-package! Re-package!
Re-evaluate the songs
A double-pack with a photograph
Extra Track (and a tacky badge)
A-list, playlist, "Please them!, please them!"
"Please them!, please them!"
(Sadly, this was your life)
But you could have said no, if you'd wanted to
You could have said no, if you'd wanted to
BPI, MTV, BBC, "Please them!, please them!"
(Sadly, this was your life)
But you could have said no, if you'd wanted to
You could have walked away, ..couldn't you?
I touched you at the soundcheck
You had no real way of knowing
in my heart I begged: "Please, take me with you..
I don't care where you're going.."
But to you I was faceless
I was fawning, I was boring
A child from those ugly new houses
Who could never begin to know
Who could never really know
Best of! Most of! Satiate the need!
Slip them into different sleeves!
Buy both, and feel deceived
Climber, New Entry, re-entry
World Tour! ("media whore")
"Please the Press in Belgium!"
(This was your life..)
And when it fails, to recoup?
Well, maybe:
You just haven't earned it yet, baby
I walked a pace behind you at the soundcheck
You're just the same as I am
What makes most people feel happy
Leads us headlong into harm
So, in my bedroom in those 'ugly new houses'
I dance my legs down to the knees
But me and my 'true love'
We will never meet again..
At the record company meeting
On their hands - at last! - a dead star!
But they cannot taint you in my eyes
No, they cannot touch you now
No, they cannot hurt you, my darling
They cannot touch you now
But me and my 'true love'
We'll never meet again

 


Album: Strangeways, Here We Come
Year of Publication: 1987
Lyrics: Morrissey
Music: Johnny Marr

last update: 12.03.2005

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Dipingere un quadro volgare

Alla riunione della compagnia discografica
Nelle loro mani - una 'stella' spenta
Ed oh, quali trame ordiscono!
Ed oh, che avidità ripugnante!
Alla riunione della compagnia discografica
Nelle loro mani - una 'stella' spenta
Tutte quelle scorie adulatorie esclamano:
"Io l'ho conosciuto per primo, e lo conoscevo bene"
Ristampa! Nuova confezione!
Rivalutare le canzoni!
Doppio formato con una fotografia!
Un brano extra (ed uno squallido adesivo)
Prima scaletta, scaletta dei brani, "Accontentateli!"
"Accontentateli!"
(Tristemente era questa la tua vita)
Ma avresti potuto dire di no, se avessi voluto
Avresti potuto dire di no, se avessi voluto
BPI, MTV, BBC, "Accontentateli"
(Tristemente era questa la tua vita)
Ma avresti potuto dire di no, se avessi voluto
Te ne saresti potuto andare, ...o no?
Ti vidi durante le prove
Proprio non potevi immaginare
Che in cuor mio t'imploravo: "Ti prego, portami via con te..
Non importa dove stai andando.."
Ma per te ero senza volto
Ero servile, ero noioso
Solo un ragazzino di quelle orribili case nuove
Che non poteva nemmeno iniziare a capire
Che non poteva davvero capire
Il meglio! Il massimo! Soddisfare la richiesta!
Infilateli in copertine differenti!
Comprateli entrambi e sentitevi truffati
Arrampicatore di classifiche, nuova entrata, rientro
Tour mondiale! ("media puttane")
"Accontentate la stampa in Belgio!"
(Era questa la tua vita..)
E quando smette di essere redditizio?
Beh, forse
Ancora non te lo sei guadagnato, dolcezza
Arrivai ad un passo dietro di te durante le prove
Sei tale e quale a me
Ciò che rende felice la maggior parte della gente
Spedisce noi dritti nel dolore
Allora, nella mia stanza, in quelle 'orribili case nuove'
Faccio dondolare le gambe fino alle ginocchia
Ma io ed il mio 'vero amore'
Non c'incontreremo più..
Alla riunione della compagnia discografica
Nelle loro mani - finalmente! - una 'stella' spenta
Ma non possono corromperti ai miei occhi
No, non possono più toccarti adesso
No, non possono farti del male, mio tesoro
Non possono più toccarti
Ma io ed il mio 'vero amore'
Non c'incontreremo più..


 


Album: Strangeways, Here We Come
Anno di pubblicazione: 1987
Testo: Morrissey
Musica: Johnny Marr

ultimo agg.: 12.03.2005

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