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Why Don't You Find Out For Yourself

The sanest days are mad
Why don’t you find out for yourself
Then you’ll see the price
Very closely
Some men here
They have a special interest
In your career
They wanna help you to grow
And they wanna syphon all your dough
Why don’t you find out for yourself
Then you’ll see the glass
Hidden in the grass
You’ll never believe me, so
Why don’t you find out for yourself
Sick down to my heart
That’s just the way it goes
Some men here
They know the full extent of
Your distress
They kneel and pray
And they say:
"Long may it last!"
Why don’t you find out for yourself
Then you’ll see the glass
Hidden in the grass
Bad scenes come and go
For which you must allow
Sick down to my heart
That’s just the way it goes

Don’t rake up my mistakes
I know exactly what they are
and... what do YOU do?
Well... you just SIT THERE
I’ve been stabbed in the back
So many many times
I don’t have any skin
But that’s just the way it goes


 


Album: Vauxhall and I
Year of Publication: 1994
Lyrics: Morrissey
Music: Alain Whyte

last update: 02.12.2008

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Perché non lo scopri da solo

I momenti più sani sono quelli folli
Perché non lo scopri da te?
Allora vedrai il prezzo da pagare
molto da vicino
Certa gente qui
ha un interesse speciale
per la tua carriera
Vuole aiutarti a crescere
e prosciugare tutta la tua grana
Perché non lo scopri da te?
Allora vedrai il vetro
celato nell'erba
Tu non mi crederai mai, quindi
Perché non lo scopri da te?
Nauseato fin nell'animo
ecco com'è che funziona
Certa gente qui
vuole conoscere l'intera estensione
delle tue sofferenze
S'inginocchiano e pregano
e dicono:
"Che possa durare a lungo!"
Perché non lo scopri da te?
Allora vedrai il vetro
celato nell'erba
Le brutte scene vanno e vengono
e tu devi tenerne conto
Nauseato fin nell'animo
ecco com'è che funziona

Non rivangare i miei errori
So esattamente quali sono
e.. tu cosa fai?
Te ne resti lì seduto
Sono stato pugnalato alle spalle
così tante volte
che non ho più la pelle
Ma è così che funziona


 


Album: Vauxhall and I
Anno di pubblicazione: 1994
Testo: Morrissey
Musica: Alain Whyte

ultimo agg.: 02.12.2008

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