Michael's Bones

MORRISSEY Song
Name	Michael's Bones
Album/Single	[[]]
Length	:
Recorded
Writer	Morrissey/Street
Producer	[[]]

Lyrics

Michael's bones

Lay where he fell Face down on a sports ground

He was just somebody's luckless son But now look what he's done Oh, look what he's done

Your gentle hands are frozen And your unkissed lips are blue Your thinning clothes are hopeless And no one was mad about you

Michael's bones Were very young But they were never to know impetuous fun Mr. Policeman I don't know where you get such notions from!

His gentle hands are frozen And his unkissed lips are blue but his eyes still cried

And now you've turned the last bend And see how we're all judged the same at the end

Tell me, tell me OH YOU LUCKY THING You are too brave And I'm ashamed of myself AS USUAL

Personnel

• Morrissey - Vocals
  
• Stephen Street - Bass guitar, guitars
  
• Vini Reilly - Guitars, keyboard
  
• Andrew Paresi - Drums
  
• John Metcalfe - Viola
  
• Fenella Barton - Violin
  
• Mark Davies - Cello
  
• Richard Koster - Violin
  
• Robert Wollard - Cello
  
• Rachel Maguire - Cello
  
• Producer - Stephen Street
  
• Assistant Engineer - Steve Williams
  
• Art co-ordination - Jo Slee
  
• Layout - Caryn Gough
  
• Photography - Anton Corbijn
  
• Photography - Steve Wright