(I'M) THE END OF THE FAMILY LINE

With no complications
Fifteen generations
(of mine)
All honouring Nature
Until I arrive
(With incredible style)

I'm the end of the line
The end of the family line
The end of the line

No baby pulled screaming
Out into this seething whirl
By chance or whim
(Or even love ?)

Our family tree hacked into decline
And I'm spared the pain
Of ever saying
("Goodbye")

I'm the end of the line
The end of the family line
The end of the line

The decision is mine
The end of the family line
The end of the line

I'm the end of the line
The end of the family line
The end of the ...


The dour theme of the last songs on "Kill Uncle" continue with this bleak protestation that the protagonist is never to sire.
Fantastically beautiful lyrics are complemented by sparse and subtle music. The clever interweaving of the lyrics and music, with an enigmatic production by Langer & Winstanley, actually serves up a minor little quip at the end of this sing, so loved by Morrissey on this particular album. A mock fade-out gives way to Morrissey's sudden vocal return at the end - but all he has to say is something he's already repeated several times.
In the lyric sheet, Morrissey accentuates the unlikelihood of a baby being born through love by placing the question in parentheses. Likewise, and bizarrely, with "Goodbye".
It is intentionally left unclear as to whether our author is lamenting or trumpeting his decision. The cynical lyrics would seem to indicate he his of the latter persuasion, but this is contradicted by his apparent shame ("...All honouring nature ... until I arrive...") and his genuinely pained vocal. His defiancy seems tainted by a deep feeling of intense loss.

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