The Smiths – Death At One’s Elbow scritto da admin 20 Gennaio 2016 Oh Glenn Don’t come to the house tonight Oh Glenn Don’t come to the house tonight Because there’s somebody here Who really really loves you Stay home Be bored (It’s crap – I know) Oh Glenn Don’t come to the house tonight Oh Glenn Don’t come to the house tonight Because there’s somebody here Who’ll take a hatchet to your ear How the frustration renders me hateful, Glenn! Don’t come to the house tonight Don’t come to the house tonight Because you’ll slip on the trail Of my bespattered remains And so, that’s why Goodbye my love, Goodbye my love Goodbye my love, Goodbye my love Goodbye my love, Goodbye my love