I Started Something I Couldn't Finish - 2011 Remaster

The lanes were silent
There was nothing, no one, nothing around for miles
I doused our friendly venture
With a hard-faced three-word gesture

I started something
I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me, typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure

I grabbed you by the gilded beams
Uh, that's what tradition means
And I doused another venture with a gesture that was absolutely vile

I started something
I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me, typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure

I grabbed you by the gilded beams
Uh, that's what tradition means
And now 18 months' hard labour seems... fair enough

I started something
And I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me, typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure

I started something
I started something
Typical me, typical me
Typical me, typical me
Typical me, typical me, typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure

OK Stephen? Do that again?



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Patrick Morrissey, Johnny Marr
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