paroles de chanson What's The World? [Live in Glasgow 1985] (2008 Remastered Version) - The Smiths
                                                "Um... 
                                                this 
                                                song 
                                                was 
                                                written 
                                                by... 
                                                erm, 
                                                erm..."
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                would 
                                                you 
                                                sell?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loose 
                                                glasses 
                                                and 
                                                suit
 
                                    
                                
                                                Heart 
                                                and 
                                                soul
 
                                    
                                
                                                Won't 
                                                wear 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                not 
                                                enough!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wonder 
                                                what's 
                                                inside
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fish 
                                                fillet 
                                                knife
 
                                    
                                
                                                Can 
                                                cut
 
                                    
                                
                                                Right 
                                                through 
                                                my 
                                                eye...
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                looking 
                                                for 
                                                some 
                                                words
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                call 
                                                my 
                                                own
 
                                    
                                
                                                Worn-out 
                                                phrases
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                hand-me-down
 
                                    
                                
                                                They'll 
                                                knock 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Under 
                                                where 
                                                    I 
                                                stand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sad 
                                                on 
                                                his 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                corned 
                                                beef 
                                                pan
 
                                    
                                
                                                Going 
                                                under
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                feel 
                                                them 
                                                pulling 
                                                me 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                rust 
                                                inside...
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                way...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Franken-star 
                                                is 
                                                born
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bits 
                                                and 
                                                pieces
 
                                    
                                
                                                Others 
                                                have 
                                                worn
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                held 
                                                together 
                                                by 
                                                    a 
                                                management 
                                                glue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Too 
                                                much 
                                                glue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watch 
                                                the 
                                                stars 
                                                turn 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                going 
                                                under
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                can 
                                                feel 
                                                them 
                                                pulling 
                                                me 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                halls 
                                                of 
                                                rust
 
                                    
                                
                                                Eeh...
 
                                    
                                
                                                I, 
                                                I, 
                                                I, 
                                                I, 
                                                I...
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thankyou...
 
                                    
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                            1 This Charming Man [New York Vocal] (2008 Remastered Version)
2 This Charming Man (2008 Remastered Version)
3 Asleep (2008 Remastered Version)
4 You Just Haven't Earned It Yet, Baby (2008 Remastered Version)
5 How Soon Is Now? (2008 Remastered Version)
6 Bigmouth Strikes Again (2008 Remastered Version)
7 Money Changes Everything (2008 Remastered Version)
8 Hand In Glove (2008 Remastered Version)
9 What Difference Does It Make? [Peel Session - BBC] (2008 Remastered BBC Version)
10 Still Ill (2008 Remastered Version)
11 Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now (2008 Remastered Version)
12 William, It Was Really Nothing (2008 Remastered Version)
13 Nowhere Fast (2008 Remastered Version)
14 Shakespeare's Sister (2008 Remastered Version)
15 Barbarism Begins At Home (2008 Remastered 7" Version)
16 That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore (2008 Remastered Version)
17 The Headmaster Ritual (2008 Remastered Version)
18 The Boy With The Thorn In His Side (2008 Remastered Version)
19 There Is A Light That Never Goes Out (2008 Remastered Version)
20 Panic (2008 Remastered Version)
21 Ask (2008 Remastered Version)
22 Shoplifters Of The World Unite (2008 Remastered Version)
23 Sheila Take A Bow (2008 Remastered Version)
24 Girlfriend In A Coma (2008 Remastered Version)
25 I Started Something I Couldn't Finish (2008 Remastered Version)
26 Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me (2008 Remastered Version)
27 Jeane (2008 Remastered Version)
28 Handsome Devil [Live at Manchester Hacienda 4/2/83 (2008 Remastered Version)]
29 Wonderful Woman (2008 Remastered Version)
30 Back To The Old House (2008 Remastered Version)
31 These Things Take Time (2008 Remastered Version)
32 Girl Afraid (2008 Remastered Version)
33 Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want (2008 Remastered Version)
34 Stretch Out And Wait (2008 Remastered Version)
35 Oscillate Wildly [Instrumental] (2008 Remastered Version)
36 Meat Is Murder [Live at Oxford Apollo 18/3/85] (2008 Remastered BBC Version)
37 The Queen Is Dead / Take Me Back To Dear Old Blighty [Medley] (2008 Remastered Version)
38 Vicar In A Tutu (2008 Remastered Version)
39 Cemetry Gates - 2008 Remastered Version
40 Half A Person (2008 Remastered Version)
41 Sweet And Tender Hooligan [BBC Version] (2008 Remastered)
42 Pretty Girls Make Graves [Troy Tate Version] (2008 Remastered Version)
43 Stop Me If You Think You've Heard This One Before (2008 Remastered Version)
44 What's The World? [Live in Glasgow 1985] (2008 Remastered Version)
45 London [Live at National Ballroom, Kilburn, London 23/10/86] (2008 Remastered BBC Version)
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