Your Arsenal. Morrissey.




1. You're gonna need someone on your side.


With the world's fate resting on your shoulder you're gonna need someone on your side. You can't do it by yourself any longer, you're gonna need someone on your side.

Someone kindly told me that you'd wasted eight of nine lives. Oh, give yourself a break before you break down, you're gonna need someone on your side. And here I am, and here I am. Well, you don't need to look so pleased!

Day or night, there is no difference, you're gonna need someone on your side. Day or night, there is no difference, you're gonna need someone soon. And here I am, and here I am. Well, you don't need to look so pleased.


2. Glamorous glue.

First day with the jar, you find everyone lies. First day with the jar, you find everyone lies, nobody minds, everyone lies. Where is the man you respect? And where is the woman you love? Where's the woman you love?

Third week with the jar, you find everything dies. We won't vote Conservative because we never have. Everyone lies, everyone lies. Where is the man you respect? And where is the woman you love? Where's the woman you love?

Everything of worth on Earth is there to share. I used to dream, and I used to vow, I wouldn't dream of it now. We look to Los Angeles for the language we use, London is dead, London is dead, London is dead, London is dead, London is dead, London is dead. Now I'm too much in love, I'm too much in love.

I know I'll go empty hand from the land.


3. We'll let you know.

How sad are we? And how sad have we been? We'll let you know, we'll let you know, oh, but only if you're really interested. You wonder how we've stayed alive 'till now, we'll let you know, we'll let you know, but only if you're really interested.

We're all smiles, then, honest, I swear, it's the turnstiles that make us hostile. Oh, we will descend on anyone unable to defend themselves, oh. And the songs we sing, they're not supposed to mean a thing, la, la, la, la...

Oh, you're lonely, oh, you're lonely. Oh, get off the roof! Oh. Your arsenal!

We may seem cold, or we may even be the most depressing people you've ever known. At heart, what's left, we sadly know that we are the last truly British people you'll ever know. We are the last truly British people you will ever know. You'll never, never want to know.


4. The National Front Disco.

David, the wind blows, the wind blows. Bits of your life away, your friends all say "Where is our boy? Oh, we've lost our boy". But they should know where you've gone because again and again you've explained that you're going to. Oh, you're going to, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, England for the English! England for the English!

David, the winds blow, the winds blow. All of my dreams away, and I still say: "Where is our boy? Ah, we've lost our boy". But I should know why you've gone because again and again you've explained you've gone to the. National, ah, to the National. There's a country; you don't live there, but one day you would like to, and if you show them what you're made of, oh, then you might do.

But David, we wonder, we wonder if the thunder is ever really gonna begin, begin, begin. Your mom says: "I've lost my boy". But she should know why you've gone because again and again you've explained you've gone to the. National, to the National, to the National Front Disco. Because you want the day to come sooner, you want the day to come sooner, you want the day to come sooner when you've settled the score.

Oh, the National, oh, the National. Oh, the National, oh, the National. Oh, the National.


5. Certain people I know.

I take the cue from certain people I know. I use the cue and then I
hand it on to you. And when I swing it so, it catches his eye (Weren't you there? - You'd have died!)

I trust the views of certain people I know. They look at danger and they laugh their heads off. Their clothes are Imitation, George the 23rd (Don't you find this absurd?)

I'd hate to be like certain people I know. They break their necks and can't afford to get them fixed. Ah, they'd sacrifice all of their principles for anything cashable, I do believe it's terrible.

Oh, wo, wo, ah, ah, ah, ah. Oh, wo, wo, ah, ah, ah, ah. Oh, wo, wo, ah, ah, ah, ah.


6. We hate it when our friends become successful.

We hate it when our friends become successful, we hate it when our friends become successful. Oh, look at those clothes, now look at that face, it's so old and such a video! Well, it's really laughable, ha, ha, ha...

We hate it when our friends become successful and if they're Northern, that makes it even worse. And if we can destroy them you bet your life we will destroy them. If we can hurt them, well, we may as well. It's really laughable, ha, ha, ha...

You see, it should've been me, it could've been me. Everybody knows, everybody says so, they say: "Ah, you have loads of songs, so many songs, more songs than they'd stand. Verse, chorus, middle eight, break, fade, just listen...". La, la-la, la-la…


7. You're the one for me, fatty.

You're the one for me, fatty, you're the one I really, really love and I will stay, promise you'll say if I'm in your way. You're the one for me, fatty, you're the one I really, really love and I will stay, promise you'll say if I'm ever in your way, a-hey.

All over Battersea, some hope; and some despair. All over Battersea, some hope; and some despair, oh. You're the one for me, fatty, you're the one I really, really love and I will stay, promise you'll say if I'm in your way. You're the one for me, fatty, you're the one I really, really love and I will stay, promise you'll say if I'm in your way.

All over Battersea, some hope; and some despair. All over Battersea, some hope; and some despair, oh. You're the one for me, fatty, you're the one I really, really love and I will stay, promise you'll say if I'm in your way.

You're the One for me, fatty, you're the One for me, a-hey-hey, a-hey, a-hey, a-hey, a-he-he-he-hey.


8. Seasick, yet still docked.

I am a poor freezingly cold soul, so far from where I intended to go. Scavenging through life's very constant lulls, so far from where I'm determined to go. Wish I knew the way to reach the one I love, there is no way. Wish I had the charm to attract the one I love, but you see, I've got no charm, mmm.

Tonight I've consumed much more than I can hold, oh, this is very clear to you. And you can tell I have never really loved, you can tell, by the way, I sleep all day. And all of my life no one gave me anything, no one has ever given me anything. My love is as sharp as a needle in your eye, you must be such a fool to pass me by.


9. I know it's gonna happen someday.

My love, wherever you are, whatever you are, don't lose faith. I know it's gonna happen someday to you. Please wait, please wait. Oh, wait, don't lose faith.

You say that the day just never arrives and it's never seemed so far away. Still, I know it's gonna happen someday to you. Please wait, don't lose faith.


10. Tomorrow.

Tomorrow, will it really come? And if it does come, will I still be Human? All I ask of you is one thing that you never do. Would you put your arms around me? I won't tell anyone, tomorrow, does it have to come? All I ask of you is one thing that you'll never do. Would you put your arms around me? I won't tell anybody, tomorrow, and what must come before.

Oh, the pain in my arms, oh, the pain in my legs. Ooh, my shiftless body, tomorrow, it's surely nearer now? You don't think I'll make it, I never said I wanted to! Well did I?

Oh, the pain in my arms, oh, the pain in my legs. Oh, yeah; oh, yeah, no, yeah; no, yeah. Through my shiftless body, tomorrow, tomorrow. All I ask of you, oh.

Is: would you tell me that you love me, tell me, tell me that you love me, tell me, tell me that you love me, tell me that you love me! Ah, I know you don't mean it, ah, I know you don't mean it. Tell me, tell me that you love me, tell me, tell me that you love me, tell me, oh, tell me, oh, tell me, oh, tell me, oh, tell me, oh. Tell me, oh, tell me, oh.


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Año: 1992.
Procedencia de la banda: Davyhulme (Lancashire), Inglaterra.
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