Music Video

Late Night, Maudlin Street (2011 Remaster)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morrissey
Morrissey
Vocals
Stephen Street
Stephen Street
Bass Guitar
Andrew Paresi
Andrew Paresi
Drums
Vini Reilly
Vini Reilly
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morrissey
Morrissey
Songwriter
Stephen Street
Stephen Street
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Street
Stephen Street
Producer
Steve Williams
Steve Williams
Assistant Engineer
John Davis
John Davis
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Winter coming
Winter push on
Oh, winter push on
Winter is so long
Winter moves on
The last night on Maudlin Street
Goodbye house, goodbye stairs
I was born here and I was raised here
And I took some stick here
Love at first sight may sound trite
But it's true, you know
I could list the detail of everything you ever wore or said or how you stood the day
As we spent the last night on Maudlin Street
"Goodbye house, forever!"
I never stole a happy hour around here
Where the world's ugliest boy
He became what you see
Here I am, the ugliest man
The last night on Maudlin Street
Truly I do love you
Oh, truly I do love you
When I sleep with that picture of you framed beside my bed
Oh, it's childish and it's silly, but I think it's you in my room by the bed
Yes, I told you it was silly
And I know I took strange pills
But I never meant to hurt you
Oh, truly I love you
I came home late one night
Everyone had gone to bed
Would you know, no one stays up for you
I had sixteen stitches all around my head
Oh, the last bus I missed to Maudlin Street
So he drove me home in the van
Complaining, "Women only like me for my mind"
Don't leave your torch behind, a power cut ahead
1972, you know
And so we crept through the park
No, I cannot steal a pair of jeans off a clothesline for you
But you without clothes?
Oh, I could not keep a straight face
Me without clothes?
Well, a nation turns its back and gags
I'm, I'm packed
I am moving house, a half-life disappears today
Every hag waves me on, secretly wishing me gone
Well, I will be soon, oh
I will be soon
I will be soon
I will be soon
Will be, I will be soon
I will be soon, I will be soon
There were bad times on Maudlin Street
They took you away in a police car
Dear Inspector, don't you know, don't you care?
Don't you know about love?
Your gran died and your mother died on Maudlin Street
In pain and ashamed, with never time to say those special things
I took the keys from Maudlin Street, well, it's only bricks and mortar
Oh, oh, truly I love you, wherever you are
Written by: Morrissey, Stephen Street
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