Ένας αντι-ύμνος για τη “Σιδηρά Κυρία” από το “Viva Hate”, πρώτη σόλο κυκλοφορία του Morrissey. Μαζί, άλλα δύο τραγούδια από το ίδιο άλμπουμ. 💿 💿 An anti-hymn for the “Iron Lady” from “Viva Hate”, Morrissey’s first solo release. With this, two more songs from the same album.

00:00 MARGARET ON THE GUILLOTINE
The kind people
Have a wonderful dream
Margaret On The Guillotine
Cause people like you
Make me feel so tired
When will you die?
When will you die?
When will you die?
When will you die?
When will you die?
And people like you
Make me feel so old inside
Please die
And kind people
Do not shelter this dream
Make it real
Make the dream real
Make the dream real
Make it real
Make the dream real
Make it real

03:40 SUEDEHEAD
Why do you come here?
And why, why do you hang around?
I’m so sorry, I
I’m so sorry, oh-oh-oh
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know, oh, why do you come?
Why do you telephone?
And why send me silly notes?
I’m so sorry, I
I’m so sorry, oh-oh-oh
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know, oh, why do you come?
You had to sneak into my room
Just to read my diary
It was just to see, just to see
All the things you knew I’d written about you
Oh, so many illustrations
Oh, but I’m so very sickened
Oh, I am so sickened now
Still, it was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay, oh-oh
Still, it was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
Oh, it was a good lay, god lay
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
It was a good lay, good lay
Oh, it was a good lay
It was a good lay, good lay, good lay
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
It was a good lay, it was a good lay
It was a good lay

07:24 LITTLE MAN, WHAT NOW?
An afternoon nostalgia
television show
you spoke in silhouette
(but they couldn’t name you)
although the panel were
very polite to you
but I remembered you
from Friday nights 1969
ATV – you murdered every line
too old to be a child star
too young to take leads
four seasons passed
and they AXED you
nervously juvenile
(WON’T SMILE!)
What became of you?
did that swift eclipse torture you?
a star at eighteen
and then-suddenly gone
down to a few lines
in the back page of a teenage annual
oh but I remembered you
I looked up to you