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::top 5 smiths lyrics:: [feel free to submit your own, i'll post 'em] =In my life why do I smile at people who I'd much rather kick in the eye? =Burn down the disco Hang the blessed DJ Because the music that they constantly play - It says NOTHING to me about my life. =I don't dream about anyone (except myself). =Is it wrong not to always be glad? No, it's not wrong - But I must add: How can someone so young sing words so sad? =I might walk home alone...but my faith in love is still devout. Then someone falls in love, and someone's beaten up. And the senses being dulled are mine. -mmk =I don't dream about anyone (except myself). =You never knew how much I really liked you. =Oh mother I can feel the soil falling over my head. and as I climb into an empty bed...oh well, enough said. =I lost my faith in womanhood! =Hear my voice in your head and think of me kindly. -ajw She said: "In the days when you were hoplessly poor I just liked you more.." So if you have five seconds to spare Then I'll tell you the story of my life Sixteen clumsy and shy I went to london and I I booked myself in at the Y .. W.C.A. I said : "I like it here- can I stay?" -j =Let me get my hands on your mammary glands. =Did I ever tell you I never liked your face anyway? =I would go out tonight but I haven't got a stitch to wear. =Some girls mothers are bigger than other girls mothers. =Frankly, Mr. Shankly. -ns And when you're dancing and laughing And finally living Hear my voice in your head And think of me kindly -jg =And now I know how Joan of Arc felt / as the flames rose to her Roman nose and her walkman started to melt =You left your girlfriend on the platform / with this really ragged notion that you'd return but she knows / when he goes, he really goes =Meat is Murder. =But she doesn't even like me / And I know because she said so =No, it's NOT like any other love / this one is different / because it's us -mk Sixteen, clumsy, and shy, I went to London and I, I booked myself in at the Y..WCA, I said I like it here - can I stay? And do you have a vacancy for a backscrubber? -mh [the only voice i want to hear is yours.] | ||||||||||||||||