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Lay where he fell Face down on a sports ground
He was just somebody's luckless son But now look what he's done Oh, look what he's done
Your gentle hands are frozen And your unkissed lips are blue Your thinning clothes are hopeless And no one was mad about you
Michael's bones Were very young But they were never to know impetuous fun Mr. Policeman I don't know where you get such notions from!
His gentle hands are frozen And his unkissed lips are blue but his eyes still cried
And now you've turned the last bend And see how we're all judged the same at the end
Tell me, tell me OH YOU LUCKY THING You are too brave And I'm ashamed of myself AS USUAL
Play count (Morrissey concert): 0
- My Early Burglary Years
- The CD Singles '88–91'
- The Last Of The Famous International Playboys (single)
- Viva Hate