Letras:
Morrissey Bona Drag

: Such a little thing Such a little thing But the difference it made was grave There you go Wielding a bicycle chain Oh, why won't you change ?

: Trudging slowly over wet sand Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen This is the coastal town That they forgot to close down Armageddon -

: When your gift unfurls When your Talent becomes apparent I will roar from the stalls I will gurgle from the circle The Saints smile shyly Down

: Ouija board Would you work for me ? I have got to say Hello To an old friend Ouija board, ouija board, ouija board Would you work for me ? I

: He Knows (he knows) Or, I think he does 'Cause when I lived In the Arse of the world He knows, he knows He knows I'd love To see him happy (

: Our unsleepable friend Gets the message on an ill wind "All your friends and your foes Would rather die than have to touch you" TO SAY THE LEAST

fought (and lost) ? It may all end tomorrow Or it could go on forever In which case I'm doomed It could go on forever In which case I'm doomed Bona Drag

Here is London, giddy of London Is it home of the free, or what? Can you squeeze me Into an empty page of your diary And psychologically save me? I've

Our unsleepable friend Gets the message on an ill wind All your friends and your foes Would rather die than have to touch you To say the least, I'm truly