The World Is Full Of Crashing Bores - Morrissey

You must be wondering how

The boy next door turned out

Have a care, but don’t stare

Because he’s still there

Lamenting policewomen, policemen

Silly women, taxmen, uniformed whores

They who wish to hurt you

Work within the law

This world is full, oh, ohohoh

So full of crashing bores

And I must be one

'Cause no one ever turns to me to say

«Take me in your arms

Take me in your arms

And love me»

You must be wondering how

The boy next door turned out

Have a care and say a prayer

Because he’s still there

Lamenting policewomen, policemen

Silly women, taxmen, uniformed whores

Educated criminals work within the law

This world is full, oh, ohohoh

So full of crashing bores

And I must be one

'Cause no one ever turns to me to say

«Take me in your arms

Take me in your arms and love me

And love me»

What really lies

Beyond the constraints of my mind?

Could it be the sea

With fate mooning back at me?

No, it’s just more lock-jawed pop-stars

Thicker than pig-shit

Nothing to convey

They’re so scared to show intelligence

It might smear their lovely career

This world — I am afraid —

Is designed for crashing bores

I am not one

I am not one

You don’t understand

You don’t understand

And yet you can

Take me in your arms and love me, love me

And love me

Take me in your arms and love me, love me, love me

Take me in your arms and love me

Take me in your arms and love me

Would you do, would you do what you should do?