Come Back To Camden

Come Back To Camden (You Are The Quarry) by Morrissey There is something I wanted to tell you, it's so funny you'll kill yourself laughing / But then I, I look around, And I remembrer that I am alone, Alone. For evermore

The tile yard all along the railings, Up a discoloured dark brown staircase / Here you'll find, despair and I, Calling to you with what's left of my heart, My heart, For evermore

Drinking tea with the taste of the Thames, Sullenly on a chair on the pavement / Here you'll find, my thoughts and I, And here is the very last plea from my heart / My heart. For evermore, Where taxi drivers never stop talking / Under slate grey Victorian sky, Here you will find, despair and I / And here I am every last inch of me is yours, Yours, For evermore

Your leg came to rest against mine, Then you lounged with knees up and apart / And me and my heart, we knew, We just knew, For evermore

Where taxi drivers never stop talking, Under slate grey Victorian sky / Here you'll find, my heart and I, And still we say come back, Come back to Camden / And I'll be good, I'll be good, I'll be good, I'll be good

Petons!!! Marc.