Morrissey B-Side Lyrics


Legend

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Last update 10.11.96

These lyrics are listed in the order of release (I think).


I KNOW VERY WELL HOW I GOT MY NAME *

A child in a curious phase
A man with Sullen Ways
Oh I know very well how I got my name

You think you were my first love
You think you were my first love but you're wrong
You were the only one who's come and gone

When thirteen years old
Who dyed his hair gold
Oh I know very well, I don't need to be told

You think you were my first love
You think you were my first love but you're wrong
You were the only one who's come and gone

You were the only one who's come and gone

OH WELL, I'LL NEVER LEARN *x*

Looking up at the sign
It said "Please Keep Away"
And so in I ran
You see, I'll never learn

Oh never learn
I'll never learn

Chapter one again
Here I go again
I found the fountain of youth,
And I fell in

How could I ever win
I'll never learn

I'll never learn
I'll never learn

Why should I mind?
Why should I care?
I'll never learn
I'll never learn

SISTER I'M A POET *

All over this town
Yes a low wind may blow
And I can see through everybody's clothes with no reason
To hide these words I feel
And no reason to talk about the books I read
But still I do
That's 'cuz I'm a
Sister I'm a, all over this town

Along this way
Outside the prison gates
I love the romance of crime
And I wonder does anybody feel the same way I do?
And is evil just something you are, or something you do?
Sister I'm a
Sister I'm a, all over this town

All over this town
They pull over in their Citroen vans
Not to shake your hands
With meths on their breaths
And you with youth on your side
All alone waiting at the light
But not this time
Sister I'm a
Sister I'm all over this town

MICHAEL'S BONES *

Michael's bones
Lay where they fell
Face down on a sports ground

He was just somebody's luckless son
Oh but now look what he's done
Oh look what he's done

Your gentle hands are frozen
And your unkissed lips are blue
Your thinning clothes are hopeless
And no one was mad about you

Michael's bones were very young
But they were never to know
Impetuous fun

Mr. Policeman
I don't know where you get such notions from
His gentle hands are frozen
And his unkissed lips are blue
But his eyes still cry

And now you've turned the last bend
And see are we all judged the same at the end?
Tell me, tell me

Oh you lucky thing
You are too brave
And I'm ashamed of myself as usual

EAST WEST *

(Graham Gouldman)

East West
Over the ocean
Perpetual Motion
Traveling around

No rest, singing and playing
Night out and day in
Doing the rounds

What a great life this must seem!
Swelled joints
Everything classy
Nothing is tacky
Only the best!

Lush girls, older and dying
Sighing and crying
This is success!

What a good life this must seem!
But when I hear your voice
Singing out
The Bells Of Hope
Are ringing out
And I feel all alone
(And I think of my home)

Cold times
A wind through the houses
The bleakness arouses
A longing to leave

Time flew
I wanted to see you
Somehow I could not do
Because of success

What a strange life this can be!
But when I hear your voice
singing out
The Bells Of Home
Are ringing out
And I feel all alone
(And I think of my home)

THE GIRL LEAST LIKELY TO *

How many times have I been around?
Recycled papers paving the ground
Well she lives for the written word
And people come second, or possibly third
And there is no style, but I say "well done"
To the Girl Least Likely To
Oh deep in my heart I wish I was wrong
But deep in my heart I know I am not
And there's enough gloom in her world, I'm certain
Without my contribution
So I sit, and I smile, and I say "well done"
To the Girl Least Likely To
Page after page of sniping rage
An English singe or an American tinge
"There's a publisher," she said in the new year
"It's never in this year"
I do think this but I can't admit it
To the Girl Least Likely To
So one more song with no technique
One more song which seems all wrong
And oh, the news is bad again
See me as I am again
And the Scales of Justice sway one way
In the rooms of those least likely to
Oh deep in my heart how I want to be wrong
But the moods and the styles too frequently change
From 21 to 25, from 25 to 29
And I sit, and I smile and I say "well done"
To the Girl Least Likely To
Oh one more song about The Queen
Or standing around the shops with Bees
"But somebody's got to make it!" she screams
"So why why can't it be me?"
But she would die if we heard her sing from the heart
Which is hurt
So how many times will I shed a tear
And another stage of verse to cheer
When you shine in the public eye, my dear
Please remember these nights
When I sit in support with a dutiful smile
Because there's nothing I can say
So chucking and churning and turning the knife
On everything, except your own life
And a clock somewhere strikes midnight
And an explanation it drains me
If only there could be a way

There is a different mood all over the world
A different tune, unfamiliar views,
And dearest it could all be for you,
So will you come down and I'll meet you
With no more poems, with nothing to hit
Oh darling, it's all for you...

AT AMBER *

I'm calling you from the foyer
Of the Sands Hotel
Where the men and the women are acquainted quite well
And the drunkards keep on drinking
And oh, my room is cold
I'm disputing the bill, I will sleep in my clothes

And you my invalid friend
You slammed the receiver when you say
"If I had your limbs for a day
I would steal away"

I'm calling you from the foyer
Of this awful hotel
Where the slime and the grime gel
And I cannot, or I do not
And oh, my room is cold
And I'm envying you never having to choose

And you my invalid friend
You slammed the receiver when you say
"If I had your limbs for a day
I would steal away"

I'm calling you from the foyer
Of the Sands Hotel
It's not low-life, it's just people having a good time
And oh, my invalid friend, oh my invalid friend
In our different ways we are the same

GET OFF THE STAGE *

Oh you silly old man
You silly old man
You're making a fool of yourself
So get off the stage

You silly old man
In your misguided trousers
With your mascara and your Fender guitar
And you think your can rouse us
But the song that you just sang
It sounds exactly like the last one
And the next one
I bet you it will sound
Like this one

Downstage, and offstage
Don't you feel all run in?
And you wonder when they will take it away
This is your final fling

But then applause ran high
But for the patience of the ones behind you
As a verse drags on like a month drags on
It's very short but it seems very long

And the song that you just sang
It sounds exactly like the last one
And the next one
I bet you it will sound
Like this one

So get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
And when you get down off of the stage
Please stay off the stage, Ol

Get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
And when we've had our money back
Then I'd like your back in plaster

Oh I know that you say
How age has no meaning
Oh but here is your audience now
And they're screaming
Get off the stage
Oh, get off the stage
'Cuz I've given you enough of my time
And the money that wasn't even mine (have you seen the silvery [screen])
Oh get off the stage...
For whom the bell tolls

JOURNALISTS WHO LIE **

Journalists Who Lie
Stealing The Money
Prospering With Spite
Hate-In-A-Hurry
Yeah, Well
They’re Only Trying To Make Their Name
By Spreading Biz-Myth-Lies
About The Ones Who've Made Their Name
Stick In The Knife
Stick In The Knife
Journalists Who Lie
The Truth Is, It Happens
Praise Then Crucify
Just Follow This Pattern
And See How
They’re Only Trying To Make Their Name
By Spreading Sickening Lies
About The Ones Who've Made Their Name
Give Him The Knife
Give Us The Knife
Journalists Who Life
So Happy In Malice
Rock Star Out Of Line
So Happy In Malice
So Sick And Belaboured
They Only Want To Be Favoured
They Only Want To Be Favoured
See How
They're Only Trying To Make Their Name
With Unprovable Lies
About The Ones
Who’ve Made Their Name
In The Black Hole
Out Your Soul
Still Bargaining Away
The Truth
So Easily

THAT'S ENTERTAINMENT ***

(Morrissey's rendition, originally by the Jam)

Police car with a screaming siren
Pneumatic drill on ripped up concrete
Baby wails, a stray dog howling
Brakes screech at a lamp light blinking

That's Entertainment
That's Entertainment

Smash of glass and a rumble of boots
Electric train and a ripped up phone booth
A hot day and a sticky black tarmac
A hot day and I'm wishing I was far away

That's Entertainment
That's Entertainment

Days of speed and a slow time Mondays
Wake up at 6 AM and think about your holidays
Open window and breathe in petrol
Cold flat with a dump on the walls

Yes, That's Entertainment
That's Entertainment

Two lovers kissing over screams of midnight
Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude
Read grafitti about slashed seat affairs
Splattered walls and a kick in the balls
Is all that you get, in the name of entertainment

THE LOOP *

I just wanna say
I haven't been away
I'm still right here
Where I always was
So one day if you're bored
By all means call
Because you can do
But only if you want to

I just wanna say
I haven't been away
I'm still right here
Where I always was
So one day when you're bored
By all means call
Because you can do
But you might not get through

SKIN STORM *

Delight
See our faces are both shining
And I've never felt so wanted
Than when you cling with arms and legs

I tremble
You crush my burning lips like ashes
With so much skin to travel over
While my head spins and you knew it would

And oh what's in store?
And oh what's in store?

We shelter in our skin storm

I feel
Feel your breath burn on my body
You touch my senses tingling brightly
Slipping sliding into heaven

Love could be a wonderful emotion
With such a rush of pleasure motion
When I'm dancing on our skin

And oh what's in store?
And oh what's in store?

We shelter in our skin storm

COSMIC DANCER *

I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was old
I was dancing when I was old
I danced myself out of the womb
I danced myself out of the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon?
Is it strange to dance so soon?
Is it to want to understand?
The fear that dwells inside a man?
What's it like to be alone?
I liken it to a balloon
Oh, Oh

I'll dance myself into the tomb
I'll dance myself into the tomb
Is it strange to dance so soon?
Is it strange to dance so soon?
Is it wrong to understand?
The fear that dwells inside a man?
What's it like to be alone?
I liken it to a balloon
Oh, Oh

I'VE CHANGED MY PLEA TO GUILTY **

I'm Standing In The Dark
With My Innocent Hand On My Heart
I've Changed My Plea
I've Changed My Plea To Guilty
Because Freedom Is Wasted On Me
See How Your Rose Spoiled Again

Outside There Is A Pain
Emotional Air Raids Exhausted My Heart
And It's Safer To Be Inside
So, I'm Changing My Plea
And No One Can Dissuade Me
Because Freedom Is Wasted On Me
See How You're All Spoiled Again

Something I Have Learned
If There Is One Thing In Life I've Observed
It's That Everybody's Got Somebody
Oh No, Not Me
So I've Changed My Plea To Guilty
And Reason And Freedom Is A Waste
It's A Lot Like Life

PASHERNATE LOVE *

Pashernate love
In any form
Whether real or a dream

Pashernate love
Could make your sister erupt into wild blisters and boils

But as for me
It still doesn't understand me
It wouldn't lay one single finger on me

Pashernate love
Could make your grandmother zoom rollerskating back from the grave

Pashernate love
could make your old daddy feel like he may have a reason to live

But as for me
It still doesn't understand me
And it wouldn't lay one single finger on me

I'm always there
It's always elsewhere

Whoah, Pashernate love
Where are ya, where are ya, where are you GIIIIRL

THERE SPEAKS A TRUE FRIEND *

Now there
There speaks a true friend
There speaks a friend for life

You told me all the things
That you think are wrong with me
I just wish you'd stayed around and helped me put them right
But nevertheless

There
There speaks a true friend
There speaks a friend for life

You listed all the things
That people cannot stand about me
I just wish you'd stayed around and helped me to improve
Because I've tried, I've tried
I've really really tried

You say I don't know how to live
(And that's true)
You say I don't deserve to live
Oh where would I be without my friends to help me?
I just can't imagine where I'd be, can you?
NO!

YOU'VE HAD HER *x*

Things you have cherished
Now making you squirm
Ya ya ya ya yai
You've had her
And it's all over now

Why you were pining
You haven't a clue
Ya ya ya ya yai
You've had her
And it's all over now

It's all over now
For you
For you
And it's all only starting
For her pleas

Everyone knows
Everyone knows

And the one thing on your mind is
Where is the next in line
As the words to all of the love songs
Start making sense
To the girl so far away

JACK THE RIPPER ****

Oh you look so tired
mouth slack and wide
ill housed and ill advised
your face is as mean
as your life has been
crash into my arms
I want you
you don't agree
but you don't refuse
I know you
and I know a place
where no one is likely to pass
you don't care if it's late
and you don't care if you're lost
and oh you look so tired
but tonight you presume too much
too much, too much
and if it's the last thing I ever do
I'm going to get you
crash into my arms
I want you
you don't agree
but you don't refuse
I know you

*****live ending
crash into my arms
I want you
you don't agree
but you don't refuse
I know you

*****studio ending
and no one knows a thing about my life
I can come and go as I please
If I want to I can stay
And if I want to I can leave
nobody knows me
nobody knows me
nobody knows me
ah ha, nobody knows me
ah ha, nobody knows me
ah ha, nobody knows me

I'D LOVE TO *****

again I lay awake
and I cry b/c of ways
I'd love to
but only with you
only with you
oh time is gonna wipe us out.
there I said it loud and clear
so that you will hear
there's no one in view
just you
just you
and time will never wipe you out.
now I've had enough
I've had more than could be my rightfull share
of nights I can't bear
how can it be fair
time must wipe them out.
so again I lay awake
in a trance
oh I just want my chance
but only with you
only with you
that's all
that's all.

A SWALLOW ON MY NECK

I have been smashed again
With the men from the Old Valhalla Road Crematorium
Boring them with the same old patter.

I am a simple man
Not much to gain or lose
And I don't know why I held out so long for me and you.

Until he drew a swallow on my neck
And the more, I will not say
He drew a swallow deep and blue
And soon, everyone knew.

Then I was wrecked again
With the men full of bluff and honour
From a well-known funeral parlour.

I am a simple man
Not much to gain or lose
"Older and wiser" never applies to me.

And so he drew a swallow on my neck
And the more, I will not say
He drew a swallow deep and blue
And soon, everyone knew.

You have been telling me
That I have been acting childish
Foolish, foolish, and childish
I know, I know, I know!
I know, I know, but I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
Oh, I don't mind, ah...

BLACK-EYED SUSAN

Black-eyed Susan, you make us nervous
Because we're very aware that you do not care
Black-eyed Susan, what don't you believe in?
"No" is always easier than "yes"
Black-eyed Susan, you must insist
You are a born-again atheist, oh rah rah rah
Heavy rings on bitten fingers
Black-eyed Susan sometimes shakes to break,
So watch it...

Black-eyed Susan, rest and do nothing
'Cause it's the only thing that you do quite well
Black-eyed Susan, rest and do nothing
'Cause it's the only thing that you do quite well
Black-eyed Susan, rest and do nothing
'Cause it's the only thing that you do quite well
Black-eyed Susan, please remember
We were the first, we were the first.