YULE -TIDE MISERY TO OUR INCREDIBLE SULK: MORRISSEY:

[pillow]

HAVE A HORRIBLE TIME.

i know you like it that way.

oh you do,

dont deny it,

go whip yourself with holly,

and think of johnny marr.

a solitary christmas,

spent listening to old records,

eating tofu,

and wishing people ill.

oh how i love you!
if only it was you,
you, you, you,
i was having christmas dinner with!
please rescue me.
kill all my family with poison pudding,
take me in your magic jag,
all the way back to L.A.,
to your house,
and undress me in your sitting room.
spending christmas on the leather couch,
the creaking of springs and colourful language,
as you spank the life out of me with a frozen linda mc cartney dinner.
ooooooh,
id even be happy,
with nothing more
than a christmas

hug.

ive never felt more alone.