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Morrissey - November Spawned a Monster lyrics
Sleep on and dream of love Because it's the closest you will Get to love Poor twisted child So ugly, so ugly The poor twisted child Oh hug me, oh hug me One November Spawned a monster In the shape of this child Who later cried : "But Jesus made me, so Jesus save me from pity, sympathy And people discussing me A frame of useless limbs What can make good of the bad that's been done?" And if the lights were out Could you even bear To kiss her full on the mouth (Or anywhere?) ohh..no Poor twisted child So ugly, so ugly Poor twisted child Oh hug me, oh hug me One November Spawned a monster In the shape of this child Who must remain A hostage to kindness And the wheels underneath her A hostage to the kindness And the wheels underneath her A symbol of where mad, mad lovers Must pause and draw the line. So sleep and dream of love Cause it's the closest You will get to love ohh Love That November Is a time Which I must Put out of my mind Oh, one fine day Let it be soon She won't be rich or beautiful But she'll be walking your streets In the clothes that she went out And chose for herself. |
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