The Smiths Stretch Out And Wait

Tom: E on the high rise estate what's at the back of your mind? on a three-day debate on the high rise estate what's at the back of your mind? two icy-cold hands conducting the way it's the eskimo blood in my veins amid the concrete and clay and general decay nature must still find a way so ignore all the codes of the day let your juvenile impulses sway this way and that way and this way and that way god, how sex implores you to let yourself loose yourself stretch out and wait stretch out and wait let your puny body lie down, let down as we lie you say as we lie you say stretch out and stretch out and wait stretch out and wait let your puny body lie down, lie down as we lie you say: will the world end in the night time? (i really don't know) or will the world end in the day time? (i really don't know) and is there any point in ever having children? no, i don't know what i do know is we're here and it's now, so stretch out and wait stretch out and wait there's no debate, no debate, no debate how can you consciously contemplate when there's no debate, no debate stretch out and wait stretch out and wait stretch out and wait wait, wait, wait, etc.