You must be wondering how,
The boy next door turned out,
Have a care,
But don't stare,
Because he's still there
Lamenting policewomen policemen silly women taxmen,
Uniformed whores,
They who wish to hurt you, Work within the law
This world is full,
So full of crashing bores,
And I must be one,
'Cos no one ever turns to me to say
Take me in your arms,
Take me in your arms,
And love meYou must be wondering how,
The boy next door turned out,
Have a care,
And say a prayer,
Because he's still thereLamenting policewomen policemen silly women taxmen,
Uniformed whores,
Educated criminals,
Work within the law
This world is full,
Oh oh,
So full of crashing bores,
And I must be one, 'cause no one ever turns to me to say
Take me in your arms,
Take me in your arms,
And love me,
And love meWhat really lies,
Beyond the constraints of my mind,
Could it be the sea,
With fate mooning back at me
No it's just more lock jawed pop stars,
Thicker than pig shit,
Nothing to convey
They're so scared to show intelligence,
It might smear their lovely careerThis world, I am afraid,
Is designed for crashing bores,
I am not one, I am not one
You don't understand,
You don't understand,
And yet you can,
Take me in your arms and love me,
Love me,
And love meTake me in your arms and love me,
Love me, love me,
Take me in your arms and love me,
Take me in your arms and love me
Would you do,
Would you do,
What you should do,
Oh oh oh, oh oh
Songwriters
MORRISSEY, STEVEN PATRICK/BOORER, MARTIN JAMESPublished by
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