The Smiths

"It's time the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old.It's time the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old. You made him old.Reel around the fountain, Slap me on the patio. I'll take it now."

"I know I need hardly say How much I love your casual way. Oh, but please put your tongue away, A little higher and we're well away. The dark nights are drawing in And your humour is as black as them. I look at yours, you laugh at mine, And "love" is just a miserable lie."

"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."

"Ah, a jumped-up pantry boy Who never knew his place. He said, "Return the ring." He knows so much about these things. He knows so much about these things."

"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? Ohh... Oh, am I still ill? Ohh...Does the body rule the mind? Or does the mind rule the body? I dunno..."

"Hand in glove. We can go wherever we please And everything depends upon How near you stand to me.And if the people stare, Then the people stare. Oh, I really don't know, And I really don't care.Kiss my shades..."

"All men have secrets and here is mine. So let it be known. For we have been through hell and high tide. I can surely rely on you, And yet you start to recoil. Heavy words are so lightly thrown, But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you.So, what difference does it make? So, what difference does it make? It makes none. But now you have gone, And you must be looking very old tonight."

"I am the son and the heir Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I am the son and heir Of nothing in particular.You shut your mouth, how can you say I go about things the wrong way? I am human and I need to be loved, Just like everybody else does."

"I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour, But heaven knows I'm miserable now. I was looking for a job and then I found a job, And heaven knows I'm miserable now.In my life, why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die?"

"Good times for a change. See, the luck I've had can make a good man turn bad. So please, please, please, Let me, let me, let me Let me get what I want this time."

"I want to go home, I don't want to stay. Give up education As a bad mistake."

"On the day that your mentality Decides to try to catch up with your biology, Come round.Cause I want the one I can't have. And it's driving me mad. It's all over, all over, all over my face."

"Park the car at the side of the road. You should know time's tide will smother you, And I will too.When you laugh about people who feel so very lonely, Their only desire is to die. Well, I'm afraid it doesn't make me smile. I wish I could laugh.But that joke isn't funny anymore. It's too close to home, And it's too near the bone."

"And if the day came when I felt a natural emotion I'd get such a shock I'd probably jump in the ocean."

"Fame, fame, fatal fame It can play hideous tricks on the brain. But still I'd rather be famous Than righteous or holy, any day, any day, any day. But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill. I want to live and I want to love. I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of."

"It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate. It takes strength to be gentle and kind Over, over, over, over."

"The boy with the thorn in his side, Behind the hatred there lies A murderous desire For love."

"And if a double-decker bus crashes into us, To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. And if a ten-tonne truck kills the both of us, To die by your side, well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine."

"Burn down the disco, Hang the blessed DJ. Because the music that they constantly play, It says nothing to me about my life."

"Shyness is nice and shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life you'd like to. Shyness is nice and shyness can stop you From doing all the things in life you'd like to.So, if there's something you'd like to try, If there's something you'd like to try, Ask me, I won't say no. How could I?"

"Don't feel bad for me. I want you to know, Deep in the cell of my heart, I will feel so glad to go."

"Is it wrong to want to live on your own? No, it's not wrong, but I must know How can someone so young sing words so sad?"

"Oh, but don't mention love. I'd hate the strain of the pain again.A rush and a push and the land that We stand on is ours. It has been before, So it shall be again. And people who are uglier than you and I, They take what they need and just leave."

"I started somethin. I forced you to a zone. And you were clearly Never meant to go. Hair brushed and parted. Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something ...And now I'm not too sure. I grabbed you by the gilded beams Uh, that's what tradition means."

"Girlfriend in a coma, I know I know - it's serious. Girlfriend in a coma, I know I know - it's really serious.There were times when I could Have "murdered" her (but you know, I would hate Anything to happen to her) No, I don't want to see her."

"Stop me if you think that you've heard this one before, Nothing's changed. I still love you, oh, I still love you Only slightly, only slightly less Than I used to, my love."

"Last night I dreamt That somebody loved me. No hope, no harm, Just another false alarm."

"[The Smiths] emerged out of the UK post-punk scene, but it wouldn’t be any more accurate to call The Smiths “post-punk” than it would be to call the Meat Puppets “hardcore.” Whoever you tried to compare them to, they sounded different. Whoever influenced them–be it The Byrds, The Velvet Underground, or the New York Dolls–they transcended those influences and made them their own. They got even better throughout their airtight, four-albums-in-four-years run, but they already had their unique approach entirely figured out on this debut. Andnce you fuse The Smiths’ influence with any of the more hardcore-informed albums [of 1984], you’ve pretty much got the ingredients for the vast majority of popular post-hardcore and emo."