I am angry I am ill and I`m as ugly as sin
my irritability keeps me alive and kicking
I know the meaning of life, it doesn`t help me a bit
I know beauty and I know a good thing when I see it

This is a song from under the floorboards
this is a song from where the wall is cracked
my force of habit, I am an insect
I have to confess I`m proud as hell of that fact

I know the highest and the best
I accord them all due respect
but the brightest jewel inside of me
glows with pleasure at my own stupidity

This is a song ....

I used to make phantoms I could later chase
images of all that could be desired
then I got tired of counting all of these blessings
and then I just got tired

This is a song ...

Ganglord - Morrissey

Ganglord, the police are
Kicking their way into my house
And haunting me, taunting me
Wanting me to break their laws

Ganglord, the police are
Kicking their way into my house
And haunting me, taunting me
Wanting me to break their laws

And I'm turning to you,
Oh, to save me...
And I'm turning to you,
Oh, to save me...

Ganglord, the police are
Grinding me into the ground
The headless pack are back
Small boy jokes and loaded guns

Ganglord, the police are
Grinding me into the ground
The headless pack are back
Small boy jokes and loaded guns

And I'm turning to you, to save me...
And I'm turning to you,
Oh, to save me! Save me...
To save me, save me, to save me!

Gandlord, there's a clock on the wall
Making fun of us all

Ganglord, there's a clock on the wall
And it makes a joke of us all

And I'm turning to you, to save me...
And I'm turning to you, to save me, save me...
To save me, save me, to save me!

Ganglord, remember!
The police can always be bribed...

Ganglord, remember!
The police can always be bribed...

They say 'to protect and to serve'
But what they really want to say is:
"Get back to the ghetto! The ghetto!
Get yourself back to the ghetto!
The ghetto! The ghetto!
Get yourself back to the ghetto!
The ghetto! The ghetto!"