Ogni volta che la ascolto è come se fosse la prima.
Questa è la mia preferita degli Smiths, e la cosa che amo è la spontaneità dell' ammissione di tristezza da parte del Moz:
Driving in your car, I never want to go home,
because I haven't got one... anymore.
Mi piace quando nei testi l' auto viene utilizzata come mezzo per fuggire via dai guai e dalla malinconia, proprio come in un' altra canzone che amo, ovvero The Next Life dei Suede:
Stars in our own car, we can drive away from here.
Non è solo un viaggio in auto.
È il tentativo di fuggire, di salire e chiudere le sicure.
Avere il coraggio di dire: portami via, ovunque tu voglia ma via da qui.
E si, è coraggioso chiedere aiuto a volte.
Qui Morrissey, con il suo solito carico di ironia, ci infila anche un:
Se finissimo sotto un camion, sarebbe un privilegio morire al tuo fianco.
Non c' è una sola cosa che mi dispiaccia di questa canzone.
Ne amo gli accordi, il finale con Steven che ripete:
C' è una luce, e non va mai via.
Mi ha dato molto solo con una frase e 4 accordi.
Elenco tracce e testi
01 There Is a Light That Never Goes Out ()
Take me out tonight
Where there's music and there's people
Who are young and alive
Driving in your car
I never, never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Anymore
Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people
And I want to see lights
Driving in your car
Oh please, don't drop me home
Because it's not my home, it's their home
And I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine
Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere, I don't care..
And in the darkened underpass
I thought: 'Oh God, my chance has come at last!'
But then a strange fear gripped me
And I just couldn't ask
Take me out tonight
Oh take me anywhere, I don't care..
Driving in your car
I never, never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Oh I haven't got one
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure, the privilege is mine
There is a light that never goes out
02 Half a Person ()
Call me morbid, call me pale
I've spent six years on your trail
Six long years on your trail
Call me morbid, call me pale
I've spent six years on your trail
Six full years of my life
On your trail
And if you have five seconds to spare
Then I'll tell you the story of my life:
Sixteen, clumsy and shy
I went to London and I
I booked myself in at Y.W.C.A.
I said: "I like it here - can I stay?
I like it here - can I stay?
Do you have a vacancy
For a back-scrubber?"
She was left behind and sour
And she wrote to me on the hour
She said: "In the days when you were
Hopelessly poor, I just liked you more.."
And if you have five seconds to spare
Then I'll tell you the story of my life:
Sixteen, clumsy and shy
I went to London and I
I booked myself in at Y.W.C.A.
I said: "I like it here - can I stay?
I like it here - can I stay?
And do you have a vacancy
For a back-scrubber?"
Call me morbid, call me pale
I've spent too long on your trail
Far too long, chasing your tail
And if you have five seconds to spare
Then I'll tell you the story of my life:
Sixteen, clumsy and shy
That's the story of my life
Sixteen, clumsy and shy
The story of my life
That's the story of my life
That's the story of my life
That's the story of my life
The story of my life
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