February 8, 2012

The Smiths, Sweet And Tender Hooligan

Lasciatelo respirare, diobo.

(Pulizie e riorganizzazione armadi: ritrovata maglietta logora di Meat Is Murder in disuso da diversi mesi)

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Filed under: the smiths morrissey 
December 17, 2011
TIE88 SOUNDTRACK

Here you are, lads. Not all the songs but most of em. Hope it works and you’ll enjoy it. x

April 26, 2011
history of my life: finding cheap Morrissey’s references EVERYWHERE, fuckssake Mark Gatiss.

history of my life: finding cheap Morrissey’s references EVERYWHERE, fuckssake Mark Gatiss.

April 20, 2011
A punctured bicycle On a hillside desolate Will nature make a man of me yet ?

A punctured bicycle
On a hillside desolate
Will nature make a man of me yet ?

December 10, 2010
aleatoire:

A student protester stands on a barrier  in Parliament Square on December 9, 2010 in London, England. Parliament  was voting on whether to implement the coalition Government’s proposals  to increase university tuition fees in England from 3,290 GBP to 9,000  GBP

Look at her tee!
(I was thinking of a quite London Christmas holiday but I might be wrong)

aleatoire:

A student protester stands on a barrier in Parliament Square on December 9, 2010 in London, England. Parliament was voting on whether to implement the coalition Government’s proposals to increase university tuition fees in England from 3,290 GBP to 9,000 GBP

Look at her tee!

(I was thinking of a quite London Christmas holiday but I might be wrong)

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Filed under: the smiths london 
June 8, 2010
You took me behind a dis-used railway lineAnd said: “I know a place  where we can goWhere we are not known”And you gave me something  that I won’t forget too soonBut I can’t believe you’d ever careAnd  this is why you will never careOh the alcoholic afternoonsWhen we sat in your roomThey  meant more to meThan any, than any living thing on earthThey  had more worthThan any living thing on earthVivid and in  your primeYou will leave me behind.

You took me behind a dis-used railway line
And said: “I know a place where we can go
Where we are not known”
And you gave me something that I won’t forget too soon
But I can’t believe you’d ever care
And this is why you will never care

Oh the alcoholic afternoons
When we sat in your room
They meant more to me
Than any, than any living thing on earth
They had more worth
Than any living thing on earth
Vivid and in your prime
You will leave me behind.