Letra Dial-A-Cliché de Morrissey original

Further into the fog I fall
Well, I was just
Following you!
When you said :

'do as I do and scrap your fey ways'
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'grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!'
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But the person underneath
Where does he go ?
Does he slide by the wayside ?
Or ... does he just die ?


And you find that you've organised
Your feelings, for people
Who didn't like you then
And do not like you now
But still you say :


'do as I do and scrap your fey ways'
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'grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!'
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'the safe way is the only way !
There's always time to change, son !'
I've changed
But I'm in pain !
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