Morrissey - November Spawned A Monster lyrics

Sleep on and dream of love<br>Because it's the closest you will<br>Get to love, oh ah ...<br>The poor twisted child<br>So ugly, so ugly<br>The poor twisted child<br>Oh hug me, oh hug me<br>One november<br>Spawned a monster<br>In the shape of this child<br>Who later cried :<br><br>But jesus made me, so<br>Jesus save me from<br>Pity, sympathy<br>And people discussing me<br>This frame of useless limbs<br>What can make good<br>All the bad that's been done ? <br><br>And if the lights were out<br>Could you even bear<br>To kiss her full on the mouth<br>(or anywhere ? )<br>No, no, no, oh, no, no, no, no<br><br>The poor twisted child<br>So ugly, so ugly<br>The poor twisted child<br>Oh hug me, oh hug me<br>One november<br>Spawned a monster<br>In the shape of this child<br>Who must remain<br>A hostage to kindness<br>And the wheels underneath her<br>A hostage to kindness<br>And the wheels underneath her<br><br>A symbol of where mad, mad lovers<br>Must pause and draw the line.<br><br>Oh ...<br><br>So sleep and dream of love<br>Because it's the closest<br>You will get to love<br>Oh, no, no, no ... oh, no ... oh, no<br><br>Oh ...<br>Oh ...<br>Oh ...<br>Oh ...<br>Oh ...<br>Oh ...<br><br>One fine day<br>Let it be soon<br>She won't be rich or beautiful<br>But she'll be walking your streets<br>In the clothes that she went out<br>And chose for herself.<br><br>Thankyou ...