DEATH AT ONE'S ELBOW

Oh Glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Oh Glenn
Oh Glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Oh Glenn
Because there's somebody here
Who really really loves you
Oh Glenn

Stay home
Be bored
(It's crap, I KNOW)
Tonight

Oh Glenn
Oh Glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Oh Glenn
Oh Glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Because there's somebody here
Who'll take a hatchet to your ear
The frustration it renders me
Hateful, oh ...

Oh, don't come to the house tonight
Oh, don't come to the house tonight
Because you'll slip on the
Trail of all my sad remains
That's why, that's why
GOODBYE MY LOVE, GOODBYE MY LOVE
GOODBYE MY LOVE, GOODBYE MY LOVE
GOODBYE MY LOVE, GOODBYE MY LOVE

Belch


Oh, Morrissey, Marr, why ? We should really be glad this song has combined Marr's worst ever composition with Morrissey's unfeasibly unlovely, unfunny and flat lyrics; it's only one awful song rather than two. This song really is the most telling signpost of the personal problems between Morrissey and Marr at around this time.

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