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Text: Morrissey. Break up The Family.

The strange logic in your clumsiest line
It stayed emblazoned on my mind
You said, "Break up the family and let's begin to live our lives"
I want to see all my friends tonight

It wasn't youth, it wasn't life, born old sadly wise
Resigned well we were to ending our lives
I'm so glad to grow older to move away from those awful times
I want to see all my friends tonight

Yes, you found love but you weren't at peace with your life
Home late full of hate despise the ties that bind
I'm so glad to grow older to move away from those younger years
I'm in love for the first time and I don't feel bad

Let me see all my old friends
Let me put my arms around them
'Cause I really do love them
Now does that sound mad?

Captain of games, solid framed, I stood on the touchline
Hailstones, driven home in the car, no brakes, I don't mind
I'm so glad to grow older to move away from those darker years
I'm in love for the first time and I don't feel bad

So wish me luck my friends, goodbye
So wish me luck again, goodbye
Wish me luck my friends, goodbye
Wish me luck my friends, goodbye