WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE ? (BBC)

All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
We have been through hell and high tide
I can surely rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you

So, what difference does it make ?
So, what difference does it make ?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight

The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why ?
Because you asked me to !
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I've only got two hands
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh

So, what difference does it make ?
Oh, what difference does it make ?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight

Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole, and then I lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won't see me anymore
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh

But no more apologies
No more apology
Oh, I'm too tired
I'm so very tired
And I'm feeling very sick and ill today
But I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh

Oh, my sacred one ...
Oh ...


A pointer towards Morrissey's fondness for stupidly long songnames (qv We Hate It When Our Friends Become Successful) this is an "early" Smiths song - after a while, the attraction sort of drains out of it, and you don't like it half as much (at around the same time you learn to appreciate growers like I Don't Owe You Anything).
This BBC version isn't really very different, apart from being more faithful to the lyrics sheet included with The Smiths.

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