“I would rather eat my own testicles than reform The Smiths, and that’s saying something for a vegetarian.”
Roadkill said:Awesome. No two ways about it IMO.
They were excellent musicians - the way the band fitted together was nigh-on perfect, and morrissey and Marr are IMO one of the greatest songwriting partnerships ever.
I don't find them miserable - well, not always. Some of their stuff's genuinely down, but a lot of it's tongue in cheek. Everyone seems to cite 'Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now' as a depressing song, but I can't tsake it seriously - not with a line like 'What she asked of me at the end of the day, Caligula would have blushed.'
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milesy said:they were ace. as is mozza solo.
kained&able said:i'm pretty sure most emo bands will count the smiths as an influence presuming they have actully heard of him anyway.



Punctured bicycle
On a hillside desolate
Will nature make a man of me yet ?
When in this charming car
This charming man
Why pamper life’s complexities
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat ?
All the streets are crammed with things
Eager to be held
I know what hands are for
And I'd like to help myself
You ask me the time
But I sense something more
And I would like to give
What I think you're asking for
You handsome devil
Oh, you handsome devil
Let me get my hands
On your mammary glands
And let me get your head
On the conjugal bed
I say, I say, I say
And in the darkened underpass
I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last
(But then a strange fear gripped me and I
Just couldn't ask)
I dreamt about you last night
and I fell out of bed twice
you can pin and mount me
like a butterfly
But take me to the haven of your bed
was something that you never said
Gasping - but somehow still alive
This is the fierce last stand of all I am
Gasping - dying - but somehow still alive
This is the final stand of all I am
Ceiling shadows shimmy by
And when the wardrobe towers like a beast of prey
There's sadness in your beautiful eyes
Oh, your untouched, unsoiled, wonderous eyes