The Smiths - Suffer Little Children Edit

And I'll lay me down

And I'll lay me down

And you'll never see your home again

But fresh lilaced moorland fields

But this is no easy ride

But we will be, we will be, we will be, right by your side

BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM !

BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM !

BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM !

Cannot hide the stolid stench of death

Dig a shallow grave

Edward, see those alluring lights ?

Find me !

Fresh lilaced moorland fields

Hindley wakes and says :

Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says :

Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says :

I'll haunt you when you laugh

I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head"

It's the to yeah we %HESITATION

Lesley Anne, with your pretty white beads

Oh Manchester, so much to answer for

Oh Manchester, so much to answer for

Oh Manchester, so much to answer for.

Oh, find me, find me !

Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh

Oh, over the moor

Oh, the child is on the moor

Oh, you might sleep

Oh...

Over the moor, take me to the moor

Over the moor, take me to the moor

Over the moors, I'm on the moor

Tonight will be your very last night

Until the day you die

We are on a sullen misty moor

We will haunt you when you laugh

You might sleep

You might sleep

You might sleep BUT YOU WILL NEVER DREAM !"

"Oh, find me...find me, nothing more

"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done"

"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone"