Morrissey - Get off the Stage Lyrics
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Get off the Stage
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What Are The Lyrics For Get off the Stage By Morrissey?
Oh, you silly old man
You silly old man You're making a fool of yourself So get off the stage You silly old man In your misguided trousers With your mascara and your Fender guitar And you think you can arouse us? But the song that you just sang It sounds exactly like the last one And the next one I bet you it will sound Like this one Downstage, and offstage Don't you feel all run in? And do you wonder when they will take it away? This is your final fling But then applause ran high But for the patience of the ones behind you As a verse drags on like a month drags on It's very short, but it seems very long And the song that you just sang It sounds exactly like the last one And the next one I bet you it will sound Like this one So, get off the stage Oh, get off the stage And when we get down off of the stage Please stay off the stage - ALL DAY ! Get off the stage Oh, get off the stage And when we've had our money back Then I'd like your back in plaster Oh, I know that you say How age has no meaning Oh, but here is your audience now And they're screaming: "Get off the stage" Oh, get off the stage Because I've given you enough of my time And the money that wasn't even mine Have you seen yourself recently? Oh, get off the stage Oh, get off the stage For whom, oh... For whom, oh... For whom, oh... For whom, oh... Get off the stage Get off the stage Get off the stage For whom the bell tolls |
Who Wrote Get off the Stage By Morrissey?
Andy Rourke, Steven Morrissey, Steven Patrick Morrissey
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