Morrissey. Years Of Refusal. Mama Lay Softly On The Riverbed. Zeneszám

Mama, why did you do it?
Mama, who drove you to it?

Was it the pigs in grey suits
Persercuting you?
Uncivil servants
Unconcerned at how they frightened you
Life is nothing much to lose
It's just so lonely here without you

Mama, why did you do it?
Mama, who drove you to it?

Spare priggish moneymen
Who scared the life out of you
Bailiffs with bad breath
I will slit their throats for you
Life is nothing much to lose
It's just so lonely here without you, mama

Life is nothing much to lose
It's just so lonely here without you

So, we're gonna run to you
We're gonna come to you
We're gonna lie down beside you, mama

We're gonna be with you
We're gonna join you
We're gonna lie down beside you, mama

And we will be safe and sheltered in our graves
We'll come before you
And we will kiss you
By way of one final hug, mama