come, come, come, nuclear bomb

Anyone who thinks Morissey or the Smiths - for that matter the Cure, Bauhaus - are depressing just never listened to the right songs. I mean there's a lot of downbeat songs, sure. And some of the subject material is definitely down. But how can you not dance when "Interesting Drug" is on? "National Front Disco"? Forget it. They are happiness inducing without being saccharine. And that's all I want on a morning that starts out shit. It makes it a bit better. Sometimes, a big bet better.

and all of those
who sing on key
they stole the notion
from you and me

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