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What’s The World (a James cover, live at The Barrowlands, Glasgow 25/9/85) by The Smiths

What would you sell ?
Loose glasses and suit
Heart and soul
Won’t wear out

That’s not enough !
I wonder what’s inside
Fish fillet knife
Can cut
Right through my eye …

I’m looking for some words
To call my own
Worn-out phrases
And a hand-me-down

They’ll knock me
Under where I stand
Sad on his back
In a corned beef pan

Going under
You can feel them pulling me down
To the rust inside …

This is the way …
Franken-star is born

Bits and pieces
Others have worn
All held together by a management glue
Too much glue
Watch the stars turn blue
Turn blue…

I’m going under
You can feel them pulling me down
To the halls of rust
Eeh …

I, I, I, I, I …

London (The Smiths cover) by Anthrax

Smoke
Lingers ‘round your fingers
Train
Heave on - to Euston
Do you think you’ve made
The right decision this time ?
Oh …

You left
Your tired family grieving
And you think they’re sad because you’re leaving
But did you see Jealousy in the eyes
Of the ones who had to stay behind ?
And do you think you’ve made
The right decision this time ?

You left
Your girlfriend on the platform
With this really ragged notion that you’ll return
But she knows
That when he goes
He really goes
And do you think you’ve made
The right decision this time ?

Hand In Glove (The Smiths cover) by The Wedding Present

Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds
No, it’s not like any other love
This one is different - because it’s us

Hand in glove
We can go wherever we please
And everything depends upon
How near you stand to me


And if the people stare
Then the people stare
Oh, I really don’t know and I really don’t care

There’s no shame, ohhh no…
Ohhh no…

Hand in glove
The Good People laugh
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we’ve something they’ll never have

Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we’ve something they’ll never have

And if the people stare
Then the people stare
Oh, I really don’t know and I really don’t care

There’s no shame, ohhh no…
Ohhh no…

So, hand in glove I stake my claim
I’ll fight to the last breath

If they dare touch a hair on your head
I’ll fight to the last breath

For the Good Life is out there somewhere
So stay on my arm, you little charmer

But I know my luck too well
Yes, I know my luck too well
And I’ll probably never see you again
I’ll probably never see you again
I’ll probably never see you again
Oh …

Death at One’s Elbow by The Smiths

Oh Glenn…
Don’t come to the house tonight…
Because there’s somebody here
Who really really loves you
Oh Glenn

Stay home
Be bored
(It’s crap, I KNOW)
Tonight

Oh Glenn…
Don’t come to the house tonight…
Because there’s somebody here
Who’ll take a hatchet to your ear
The frustration it renders me
Hateful, oh …


Oh, don’t come to the house tonight…
Because you’ll slip on the
Trail of all my sad remains
That’s why, that’s why

GOODBYE MY LOVE, GOODBYE MY LOVE …

Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want (The Smiths cover) by Muse

Good times for a change
See, the luck I’ve had
Can make a good man
Turn bad

So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time

Haven’t had a dream in a long time
See the life I’ve had
Can make a good man bad

So for once in my life
Let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time…

Wonderful Woman by The Smiths

Here her head, she lay
Until she’d rise and say :
“I’m starved of mirth;
Let’s go and trip a dwarf”

Oh, what to be done with her ?…
Oh …

Ice water for blood
With neither heart or spine
And then just
To pass time;
Let us go and rob the blind

What to be done with her ?
I ask myself :
What to be said of her ?
Oh …

But when she calls me, I do not walk, I run
Oh, when she calls, I do not walk, I run
Oh …

You’ve Got Everything Now by The Smiths

As merry as the days were long
I was right and you were wrong

Back at the old grey school
I would win and you would lose

But you’ve got everything now
You’ve got everything now
And what a terrible mess I’ve made of my life
Oh, what a mess I’ve made of my life

No, I’ve never had a job
Because I’ve never wanted one

I’ve seen you smile
But I’ve never really heard you laugh

So who is rich and who is poor ?
I cannot say … oh

You are your mother’s only son
And you’re a desperate one
Oh …

But I don’t want a lover
I just want to be seen … oh … in the back of your car

A friendship sadly lost ?
Well this is true … and yet, it’s false
Oh …

But did I ever tell you, by the way ?
I never did like your face

But you’ve got everything now
You’ve got everything now
And what a terrible mess I’ve made of my life
Oh, what a mess I’ve made of my life

No, I’ve never had a job
Because I’m too shy

I’ve seen you smile
But I’ve never really heard you laugh

So who is rich and who is poor ?
I cannot say … oh

Oh …
You are your mother’s only son
And you’re a desperate one
Oh …

But I don’t want a lover
I just want to be tied … oh … to the back of your car…
Oh …

Pretty Girls Make Graves (Troy Tate Demo) by The Smiths

Upon the sand, upon the bay
“There is a quick and easy way” you say
Before you illustrate
I’d rather state :
“I’m not the man you think I am
I’m not the man you think I am”

And Sorrow’s native son
He will not smile for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves

End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say : “Give in to lust,
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we’ll
Soon be dust … “

Oh, I’m not the man you think I am
I’m not the man you think I am
And Sorrow’s native son
He will not rise for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh really ?

I could have been wild and I could have
Been free
But Nature played this trick on me
She wants it Now
And she will not wait
But she’s too rough
And I’m too delicate


Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
A smile lights up her face
(and well, it would)
I lost my faith in Womanhood…
I lost my faith …

Hand in glove …
The sun shines out of our behinds ..

Jeane by The Smiths

Jeane
The low-life has lost its appeal
And I’m tired of walking these streets
To a room with a cupboard bare

Jeane
I’m not sure what happiness means
But I look in your eyes
And I know
That it isn’t there

We tried, we failed…
We tried…

Jeane
There’s ice on the sink where we bathe
So how can you call this a home
When you know it’s a grave ?

But you still hold a greedy grace
As you tidy the place
But it’ll never be clean
Jeane

We tried, we failed…
We tried…

Cash on the nail
It’s just a fairytale
And I don’t believe in magic anymore
Jeane

But I think you know
I really think you know
I think you know the truth
Jeane

Oh …

No heavenly choir
Not for me and not for you
Because I think that you know
I really think you know
I think you know the truth
Oh …
Jeane

That we tried, and we failed…
We tried and we failed…
Oh …
Jeane

Never Had No One Ever by The Smiths

When you walk without ease
On these
Streets were you were raised
I had a really bad dream
It lasted 20 years, 7 months, and 27 days
I never, I’m alone, and I
Never, ever oh … had no one ever

Now I’m outside your house
I’m alone
And I’m outside your house
I hate to intrude …
Oh, Alone, I’m Alone, I’m Alone, I’m Alone
I’m Alone
I’m Alone
And I never, never … oh … had no one ever
I never had no one ever
I never had no, no one ever
Had no one never
Never … no …
Oh …

Death at One’s Elbow by The Smiths

Oh Glenn
Don’t come to the house tonight…
Because there’s somebody here
Who really really loves you
Oh Glenn

Stay home
Be bored
(It’s crap, I KNOW)
Tonight

Oh Glenn
Don’t come to the house tonight…
Because there’s somebody here
Who’ll take a hatchet to your ear
The frustration it renders me
Hateful, oh …

Oh, don’t come to the house tonight…
Because you’ll slip on the
Trail of all my sad remains
That’s why, that’s why
GOODBYE MY LOVE, GOODBYE MY LOVE…