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==Information==


== Lyrics ==
== Lyrics ==


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|East west, over the ocean
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Perpetual motion, traveling around
No rest singing and playing
Night out and day in doing the rounds
 
What a great life this must seem
 
Swelled joints, every thing classy
Nothing is tacky, only the best
Lush girls, older and dying
Sighing and crying, 'This is success'
 
What a great life this must seem
 
But when I hear your voice singing out
The bells of home are ringing out
And I feel all alone
(And I think of my home)
 
Cold times a wind through the houses
The bleakness arouses a longing to leave
Time flew, I wanted to see you
Somehow I could not do because of success


==Personnel==
What a strange life this can be


* [[Morrissey]] - Vocals <br>
But when I hear your voice singing out
* [[Stephen Street]] - Bass guitar, guitars<br>
The bells of home are ringing out
* [[Vini Reilly]] - Guitars, keyboard<br>
And I feel all alone
* [[Andrew Paresi]] - Drums<br>
(And I think of my home)
* John Metcalfe - Viola<br>
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* Fenella Barton - Violin<br>
* Mark Davies - Cello<br>
* Richard Koster - Violin<br>
* Robert Wollard - Cello<br>
* Rachel Maguire - Cello<br>
* Producer - Stephen Street<br>
* Assistant Engineer - Steve Williams<br>
* Art co-ordination - [[Jo Slee]]<br>
* Layout - Caryn Gough<br>
* Photography - [[Anton Corbijn]]<br>
* Photography - Steve Wright<br>


==Live History==
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Revision as of 00:28, 9 February 2013

MORRISSEY Song
Name
Album/Single [[]]
Length :
Recorded
Writer Morrissey/
Producer [[]]

Lyrics

East west, over the ocean

Perpetual motion, traveling around No rest singing and playing Night out and day in doing the rounds

What a great life this must seem

Swelled joints, every thing classy Nothing is tacky, only the best Lush girls, older and dying Sighing and crying, 'This is success'

What a great life this must seem

But when I hear your voice singing out The bells of home are ringing out And I feel all alone (And I think of my home)

Cold times a wind through the houses The bleakness arouses a longing to leave Time flew, I wanted to see you Somehow I could not do because of success

What a strange life this can be

But when I hear your voice singing out The bells of home are ringing out And I feel all alone (And I think of my home)

Live History

Play count (Morrissey concert): 71

Morrissey live history:

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Appears On