PRETTY GIRLS MAKE GRAVES (TATE)

Upon the sand, upon the bay
"There is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I'd rather state :

"I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am"

And Sorrow's native son
He will not smile for anyone

And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh ...

End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say : "Give in to lust,
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll
Soon be dust ... "

Oh, I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am

And Sorrow's native son
He will not rise for anyone

And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh really ?
Oh ...

I could have been wild and I could have
Been free
But Nature played this trick on me

She wants it Now
And she will not wait
But she's too rough
And I'm too delicate

Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
A smile lights up her face
(and well, it would)

I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith ...
Oh ...

Hand in glove ...
The sun shines out of our behinds ...
Oh ...


I actually prefer this version to the version on the debute album proper. Of course it's a little rusty, but Marr's guitar is nicely joined by a tight drum pattern, and a minimal cello part.
At this point, he had refrained from calling the subject of the song "stupid". Maybe Morrissey felt it wasn't quite vitriolic enough or something. God knows ...
When releasing singles from Strangeways, Here We Come, what remained of The Smiths had severe trouble finding tracks to use as B-sides. Hence this version of Pretty Girls Make Graves was perceived to be good enough to be a B-side to I Started Something I Couldn't Finish.

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