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That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore: A Flochan Tribute to Morrissey

by flochan

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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 - come Armageddon come Armageddon, come Every day is like Sunday Every day is silent and grey Hide on the promenade, etch a postcard How I dearly wish I was not here In this seaside town That they forgot to bomb Come come,come Nuclear bomb Trudging back over pebbles and sand and a strange dust lands on your hands and on your face, on your face on your face, on your face Every day is like Sunday Win yourself a cheap tray Share some greased tea with me Every day is silent and grey
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The more you ignore me, the closer I get You're wasting your time The more you ignore me, the closer I get You're wasting your time I will be in the bar wiith my head on the bar I am now a central part of your mind's landscape Whether you care or do not Yeah, I've made up your mind Beware, I bear more grudges than lonely high court judges When you sleep I will creep into your thoughts like a bad debt That you can't pay; take the easy way & give in, yeah, let me in Ah, let me in the closer I get
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released November 16, 2015

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