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Come Back To Camden

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 remember 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


Camden: Camden Town, North-West London. Camden Town and Chalk Farm are the nearest tube stations. It is only a 10 minute trip on the Northern line to Camden from the centre of London.

Some rumours tell us about Morrissey once living in Camden when he left Manchester.


Album: You Are The Quarry
Year of Publication: 2004
Lyrics: Morrissey
Music: Boz Boorer

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Torna a Camden

C'è qualcosa che volevo raccontarti
E' talmente buffo che ti ucciderai dalle risate
Ma poi io, mi guardo attorno
e mi ricordo che sono solo
Solo
Per sempre

Il deposito con le tegole lungo l'inferriata
su una scala scolorita marrone scuro
Qui troverai disperazione e me
che ti chiamo con quel che è rimasto del mio cuore
Il mio cuore
Per sempre

A bere tè col sapore del Tamigi
accigliato su una sedia sul marciapiede
qui troverai i miei pensieri e me
e questa è davvero l'ultima supplica che viene dal mio cuore
Il mio cuore
Per sempre

Dove i tassisti non smettono mai di parlare
Sotto il cielo Vittoriano grigio ardesia
qui troverai la disperazione e me
ed eccomi qua, ogni ultimo centimetro di me è tuo
Tuo
Per sempre

La tua gamba è giunta per riposare contro la mia
Poi ti sei adagiato con le ginocchia in alto e separate
Ed io ed il mio cuore, abbiamo capito
Abbiamo capito
Per sempre

Dove i tassisti non smettono mai di parlare
Sotto il cielo Vittoriano grigio ardesia
Qui troverai, il mio cuore e me
E ancora ripetiamo: "Torna
Torna a Camden"
Ed io sarò buono, sarò buono, sarò buono, sarò buono


Camden: Camden Town, Nord-Ovest di Londra. Camden Town e Chalk Farm sono le piu' vicine stazioni della metropolitana per Camden. Solo 10 minuti sulla linea Nord fino a Camden dal centro di Londra.

Alcune voci riferiscono di Morrissey abitante nella zona di Camden quando lasciò Manchester.


Album: You Are The Quarry
Anno di pubblicazione: 2004
Testo: Morrissey
Musica: Boz Boorer

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