Morrissey - On The Streets I Ran Lyrics






Oh a working-class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
"Oh forgive me, on the streets I ran
Turned sickness into popular song"
Streets of wet-black holes
On roads you can never know
You never have them but they always have you
Till the day that you croak
It's no joke
Oh a working-class face glares back
At me from the glass and lurches
"Oh forgive me on the streets I ran
Turned sickness into unpopular song"
And all these streets can do
Is claim to know the real you
And warn: "if you don't leave, you will kill or be killed"
Which isn't very nice
Here, everybody's friendly
But nobody's friends
Oh dear God, when will I be where I should be?
And when the palmist said:
"One Thursday you will be dead"
I said: "No, not me, this cannot be
Dear God, take him, take them, take anyone
The stillborn
The newborn
The infirm
Take anyone
Take people from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Just spare me!"





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  1. I.... D....

    Me encanta

  2. H.... -....

    I live in Pittsburgh, I feel like such a special snowflake. And yes of course, I'd sacrifice my worthless life for Morrissey any day.

    H.... -....

    ...I hope you are kidding....yer just as good as he...

  3. E.... ....

    best song on Ringleader of the Tormentors and one of the top 15 Morrissey song IMO.

    E.... ....

    It vies for his best solo record next to Vauxhal. Hard to pick best song there's a few on this one. 'Father who should be..' is a good one too.

  4. S.... V....

    "People from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania just spare me".

  5. W.... ....

    cracking song