| When you're dancing and laughing and finally living, hear my voice in your head and think of me kindly. |
The Smiths, |
Rubber Ring |
| Her very lowness with a head in a sling. |
The Smiths, |
The Queen Is Dead |
| A crack on the head is what you get for not asking, and a crack on the head is what you get for asking. |
The Smiths, |
Barbarism Begins At Home |
| There'll be blood on the cleaver tonight. |
The Smiths, |
The Hand That Rocks The Cradle |
| Has the world changed or have I changed? Some nine year old tough who peddles drugs. |
The Smiths, |
The Queen Is Dead |
| Poor woman, strangled in her bed as she read. But that's okay because she was old and she would have died anyways. |
The Smiths, |
Sweet And Tender Hooligan |
| Keats and Yeats are on your side, but you lose because Wilde is on mine. |
The Smiths, |
Cemetery Gates |
| I smoke because I'm hoping for an early death. |
The Smiths, |
What She Said |
| If a double decker bus crashes into us, to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. |
The Smiths, |
There Is A Light That Never Goes Out |
| He killed a policeman when he was thirteen, and somehow that really impressed me. |
The Smiths, |
I Want The One I Can't Have |
| Spending warm Summer days indoors, writing frightening verse to a buck-toothed girl in Luxembourg. |
The Smiths, |
Ask |
| I drank one or was it four? And when if fell on the floor I drank more. |
The Smiths, |
Stop Me If You Think You've Heard This One Before |
| Behind the hate there lies a murderous desire for love. |
The Smiths, |
Boy With A Thorn In His Side |
| I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday, because you're evil. |
The Smiths, |
Unhappy Birthday |
| Ask me why and I'll spit in your eye. |
The Smiths, |
Still Ill |
| By the way, I never liked your face. |
The Smiths, |
You've Got Everything Now |
| Don't come to my house tonight because you'll slip on the trail of my bespattered remains. |
The Smiths, |
Death At One's Elbow |
| The turkey you festively slice is murder. |
The Smiths, |
Meat Is Murder |
| I know I'm unlovable, you don't have to tell me. I don't have much in my life, but take it, it's yours. |
The Smiths, |
Unlovable |
| I wear black on the outside because black is how I feel on the inside. |
The Smiths, |
Unlovable |
| You can kick me and you can punch me and you break my face, but you can't change the way that I feel cause I love you. |
The Smiths, |
Is It Really That Strange? |
| Shoplifters of the world unite and take over. |
The Smiths, |
Shoplifters Of The World Unite |
| If I seem a little strange, that's because I am. |
The Smiths, |
Unloveable |
| Does the body rule the mind or does the mind rule the body? |
The Smiths, |
Still Ill |
| It's so easy to hate, it takes strength to be gentle and kind. |
The Smiths, |
I Know It's Over |