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SMITHS lyrics : "Miserable Lie"

So, goodbye
Please stay with your own kind
And I'll stay with mine


There's something against us
It's not time

It's not time
So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye



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

You have destroyed my flower-like life
Not once - twice
You have corrupt my innocent mind

Not once - twice
I know the wind-swept mystical air
It means : I'd like to see your underwear

I recognise that mystical air
It means : I'd like to seize your underwear
What do we get for our trouble and pain ?

Just a rented room in Whalley Range
What do we get for our trouble and pain ?
...Whalley Range !

Into the depths of the criminal world
I followed her ...



I need advice, I need advice
I need advice, I need advice

Nobody ever looks at me twice
Nobody ever looks at me twice



I'm just a country-mile behind
The world



I'm just a country-mile behind

The whole world
Oh oh, oh ...



I'm just a country-mile behind
The world



I'm just a country-mile behind

The whole world
Oh oh, oh ...



Take me when you go
Oh oh, oh...



Take me when you go

Oh oh, oh ...



I need advice, I need advice

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