Lyrics:
Smiths The Meat Is Murder

hand A crack on the head Is what you get for not asking And a crack on the head Is what you get for asking No, a crack on the head Is what you get

On the day that your mentality Decides to try to catch up with your biology Come 'round 'cause I want the one I can't have And it's driving me mad It

death for no reason is MURDER And the calf that you carve with a smile Is MURDER And the turkey you festively slice Is MURDER Do you know how animals

Translation: The Smiths. Meat Is Murder Version 1.

death for no reason is MURDER And the calf that you carve with a smile Is MURDER And the turkey you festively slice Is MURDER Do you know how animals

: What she said: "How come someone hasn't noticed That I'm dead And decided to bury me ? God knows, I'm ready !" La-la-la ... What she said was sad

: I'd like to drop my trousers to the world I am a man of means (of slender means) Each household appliance Is like a new science in my town And if the

me in mind Please keep me in mind Gasping - but somehow still alive This is the fierce last stand of all I am Gasping - dying - but somehow still alive This is

the side of the road You should know Time's tide will smother you And I will too When you laugh about people who feel so Very lonely Their only desire is