Morrissey - Girl Least Likely To lyrics

How many times have i been around ? Recycled papers paving the ground Well, she lives for the written word And people come second, or possibly third And there is no style, but i say "well done" To the girl least likely to Oh, deep in my heart, how i wish i was wrong But deep in my heart, i know i am not And there's enough gloom in her world, i'm certain Without my contribution So i sit, and i smile, and i say "well done" To the girl least likely to Page after page of sniping rage An english singe or an american tinge "there's a publisher," she said, "...in the new year" (it's never in this year) I do think this, but i can't admit it To the girl least likely to So one more song with no technique One more song which seems all wrong ... And oh, the news is bad again See me as i am again And the scales of justice sway one way In the rooms of those least likely to Oh, deep in my heart, how i want to be wrong But the moods and the styles too frequently change From 21 to 25, from 25 to 29 And i sit, and i smile, and i say "well done" To the girl least likely to Oh, one more song about the queen Or standing around the shops with thieves "but somebody's got to make it !" she screams "so why why can't it be me ?" But she would die if we heard her sing from the heart Which is hurt So how many times will i shed a tear ? And another stage of verse to cheer When you shine in the public eye, my dear Please remember these nights When i sit and support with a dutiful smile Because there's nothing i can say So chucking, churning, and turning the knife On everything (except their own life) And a clock somewhere strikes midnight And an explanation - it drains me If only there could be a way There is a different mood all over the world A different youth, unfamiliar views And dearest, it could all be for you So will you come down and i'll meet you ? And with no more poems, with nothing to hear Oh darling, it's all for you... Darling, it's all for you ... Oh darling, it's all for you ... Oh darling, it's all for you ...