STILL ILL

I decree today that life
Is simply taking and not giving
England is mine - it owes me a living
But ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
Oh, ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore
No, we cannot cling to those dreams

Does the body rule the mind
Or does the mind rule the body ?
I dunno...

Under the iron bridge we kissed
And although I ended up with sore lips
It just wasn't like the old days anymore
No, it wasn't like those days
Am I still ill ?
Oh ...
Am I still ill ?
Oh ...

Does the body rule the mind
Or does the mind rule the body ?
I dunno...

Ask me why, and I'll die
Oh, ask me why, and I'll die
And if you must, go to work - tomorrow
Well, if I were you I really wouldn't bother
For there are brighter sides to life
And I should know, because I've seen them
But not very often ...
Under the iron bridge we kissed
And although I ended up with sore lips
It just wasn't like the old days anymore
No, it wasn't like those days
Am I still ill ?
Oh ...
Oh, am I still ill ?
Oh ...


This heartfelt slice of nostalgia is adored by most people, myself included. The sheer beauty of the lyrics, the sadness of his voice as he looks back on times long gone, is breathtaking. The realisation of the author that things have changed, and never again will those times happen, is so well described here that I defy anyone reading this page to deny Morrissey's genius.
A standard rock drum part from Joyce slightly spoils the instrumentation of Marr's tune, but nonetheless it comes shining through as a fine example of his artistry.
This very sombre and sad song becomes a mad romp when played live, quite altering the song.
It has been pointed out to me the possibility of this song referring to the punk era, a scene in which the young Morrissey was very much embroiled. The confrontational attitude of the lyrics surely hints towards punk's leering stance, while the disillusionment of the later part of the movement is aptly summed up by the line "it just wasn't like the old days anymore."

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