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Artist: Morrissey
Canonical path: /morrissey/i-bury-the-living
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I Bury The Living
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I Bury The Living
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A wretched outcast with no point of view
What could I do?
Just military service
I carry out the powerful vulgarian view
I scatter gloom
Do as I say, or I'll scatter you
Oh, no, no, no, no, no
You can't blame me
I'm just an innocent soldier
There would be no war if not for me
I'm just a sweet little soldier
No, no, no, no, no
You can't blame me
I'm just an innocent soldier
Give me an order
I'll blow up a border
Give me an order and I'll blow up your daughter
Call me brave
Call me a peace-making hero
Call me anything
Except what I am
From a class without
I haven't a clue
What the war is about
I haven't got a clue
Have you?
Oh, no, no, no
You can't blame me
I'm just an innocent soldier
There would be no war if not for me
I'm just a sweet little soldier
No, no, no, no, no
You can't blame me
After all, I'm just honour-mad, cannon fodder
Honour-mad, cannon fodder
I'm honour-mad, cannon fodder
I'm honour-mad, cannon fodder
I'm honour-mad, cannon fodder
I'm honour-mad, cannon fodder
I'm honour-mad, cannon fodder
Honour-mad, cannon fodder
Honour-mad, cannon fodder
Duty done by the moment at hand
I am answerable only to Jesus
And with the grace of God
I will die in my own bed
If you wonder what's in my head
It's just the hatred for all human life
When I lose mine, my mother will say
He died doing the job he loved
But I died with a bullet to the forehead
That wasn't the job I loved
That wasn't the job I loved
That wasn't the job I loved
Funny how the war goes on
Without our John, without our John
It's funny how the war goes on
Without our John, without our John
La-la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Funny how the war goes on
Without our John, without our John
It's funny how the war goes on
Without John, without our John
La-la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
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Morrissey performs "I Bury The Living", and this lyric page sits inside the Morrissey catalog on LyroVerse.
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