Текст и слова песни Morrissey – Friday Mourning (Live)
Friday mourning, I'm dressed in black
Douse the houselights, I'm not coming back
For years I warned you
Through tears, I told you
Friday mourning
There comes a time
Before that breaks
This very smug mug of mine
This dawn raid soon put paid to
All the things I'd whispered to you at night time
And I will never stand naked in front of you
Or if I do, it won't be for a long time
Look once to me just once to me
Look once to me then look away
And when they hold me down the hall
And when they kick me down the stairs
I see the faces all lined up before me
Of teachers and of parents and bosses
Who all share a point of view
You are a loser, you are a loser, loser
Loser, loser
Loser
Friday, Friday mourning
Dressed in black
I won't be coming back
Friday, Friday mourning
Dressed in black
I won't be coming back
Friday, Friday mourning
Friday, Friday, Friday
[Incomprehensible]
Douse the houselights, I'm not coming back
For years I warned you
Through tears, I told you
Friday mourning
There comes a time
Before that breaks
This very smug mug of mine
This dawn raid soon put paid to
All the things I'd whispered to you at night time
And I will never stand naked in front of you
Or if I do, it won't be for a long time
Look once to me just once to me
Look once to me then look away
And when they hold me down the hall
And when they kick me down the stairs
I see the faces all lined up before me
Of teachers and of parents and bosses
Who all share a point of view
You are a loser, you are a loser, loser
Loser, loser
Loser
Friday, Friday mourning
Dressed in black
I won't be coming back
Friday, Friday mourning
Dressed in black
I won't be coming back
Friday, Friday mourning
Friday, Friday, Friday
[Incomprehensible]
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