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Nobody Loves Us Lyrics
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Never mind
Things can only improve
We are just stood here
Waiting for the next great wound
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
And to fluff our breaks, and to stuff our faces with cake
All in all, imagine this :
Nobody loves us
Dab-hands at Trouble
With four days of stubble, we are
Never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
People think all we do
Is lie around and think of how
Rich we'd be if we didn't think
Life could improve
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
And we just can't wait till the whole thing blows up in our face
Call us home
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
Dab-hands at Trouble
With four days of stubble, we are
So, never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Make our tea
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
Call us home
Tuck us in
Nobody wants us
Dreamers and schemers
All pie-eyed, and bog-eyed, and cross-eyed
Oh, never loosen the grip on our hand
Whack us, then
Hug us hard
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
And we just can't stress, oh, how more the mess
And complete distress won't make much difference to us
Sing us our
Favourite song
Nobody loves us
Born-again athiests
Practising troublemakers
Make us our
Favourite jam
Nobody loves us
Useless and shiftless
And jobless
But we're all yours
Never mind
Things can only improve
We are just stood here
Waiting for the next great wound
And to fluff our breaks, and to stuff our faces with cake
Nobody loves us
Dab-hands at Trouble
With four days of stubble, we are
Never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
Is lie around and think of how
Rich we'd be if we didn't think
Life could improve
And we just can't wait till the whole thing blows up in our face
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
Dab-hands at Trouble
With four days of stubble, we are
So, never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Make our tea
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
Tuck us in
Nobody wants us
Dreamers and schemers
All pie-eyed, and bog-eyed, and cross-eyed
Oh, never loosen the grip on our hand
Whack us, then
Hug us hard
Nobody loves us
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves
And complete distress won't make much difference to us
Favourite song
Nobody loves us
Born-again athiests
Practising troublemakers
Make us our
Favourite jam
Nobody loves us
Useless and shiftless
And jobless
But we're all yours
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A great song about how normal or working class/under class people are viewed by the world; "People think all we do Is lie around and think of how Rich we'd be if we didn't think Life could improve"
'Proof if proof be need be' that Morrissey has and will continue to write songs about every true feeling that most people feel. Because he is one of us. The closest thing to a second coming that any of us will ever know.
this is one of my 3 favourite songs in the world .. isnt the last line - " but UP yours ... " ? i always thought its like a big so what at the end
harry
"make our tea" - love the hints of a northern childhood in this song.
I think this is one of the best things Morrissey has ever done.
The message is simple really nobody loves us but we still need comforting. Love it.
OMG Thierry...that's so true re: :the closest thing to a 2nd coming that any of us will ever know"
The lyrics are right, it's "but we're all yours"
Morrissey is actually a Socialist... this is one of his songs about that.
Ow he'd hate you for saying that :) But he does seem to have some sympathies in that direction yes. But then again, he toys around with irony so much you could easily say he's throwing rotten eggs at the working class itself (which would match with his self-loathing aswell). You just can't put the geezer in any box, his lyrics are much too ambiguous.
Ow he'd hate you for saying that :) But he does seem to have some sympathies in that direction yes. But then again, he toys around with irony so much you could easily say he's throwing rotten eggs at the working class itself (which would match with his self-loathing aswell). You just can't put the geezer in any box, his lyrics are much too ambiguous.