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[[Category:The Smiths Lyrics]] [[File:ThisCharmingMan.jpg | thumb | right | Cover art]] {{Songbox | Name = Accept Yourself | Album = [[This Charming Man (single)|This Charming Man]]<br>[[Hatful Of Hollow]] | Length = 3:45 | Writer = [[Writer::Morrissey]] / [[Writer::Johnny Marr]] | Producer = [[Producer::John Porter]] | Recorded = September 1983 | Release = October 1983 | ArtistType = The Smiths }} ==Information== First recorded by [[Troy Tate]] (July/August 1983).<br> Then recorded for [[David Jensen]] (BBC Radio/August 1983).<br> Then definitively by [[John Porter]] (Matrix Studios/September 1983).<br> The song appears to be lyrically influenced, in part, by [[Mention::Magazine]]'s 1980 song: "A Song From Under The Floorboards": <blockquote> "I am angry, I am ill, and I'm ugly as sin" </blockquote> Compared to: <blockquote> "I am sick and I am dull and I am plain."</blockquote> Morrissey would cover [[Mention::A Song From Under The Floorboards]] in later solo concerts. == Lyrics == <poem> Everyday you must say: "So how do I feel about my life?" Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When will you accept yourself? "I am sick and I am dull and I am plain How dearly I'd love to get carried away Oh, but dreams have a knack of just not coming true And time is against me now Oh, who and what to blame?" Oh, anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When will you accept yourself? For Heaven's sake Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes Everyday you must say: "Oh, how do I feel about the past?" Others conquered love but I ran I sat in my room and I drew up a plan Oh, but plans can fall through and so often they do And time is against me now And there's no one left to blame" Oh, tell me when will you When will you accept your life The one you hate? For anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes Everyday you must say: "Oh, how do I feel about my shoes They make me awkward and plain How dearly I would love to kick with the fray But I once had a dream and it never came true And time is against me now Time is against me now" And there's no one but yourself to blame Oh, anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes Anything is hard to find For Heaven's sake Anything is hard to find When you WILL NOT open your eyes When will you accept yourself? When? When? When? When? </poem> {{CommonSongSections | Artist = The Smiths | Song = {{#replace:{{#replace:{{PAGENAME}}| (single)|}}| (song)|}}}}
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