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[[Category:Morrissey Lyrics]] [[File:Last-Of-The-Famous_International_Playboys.jpg | thumb | right | Cover art]] {{Songbox | Name = Michael's Bones |Album = [[The Last Of The Famous International Playboys (single)|The Last Of The Famous International Playboys]]<br>[[Viva_Hate]] (Centenary Edition) | Length = 3:08 | Writer = [[Writer::Morrissey]] / [[Writer::Stephen Street]] | Producer = [[Producer::Stephen Street]] | Recorded = Late 1988 | Release = February 1989 | ArtistType = Morrissey }} ==Information== == Lyrics == <poem> 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 </poem> {{CommonSongSections | Artist = Morrissey | Song = {{#replace:{{#replace:{{PAGENAME}}| (single)|}}| (song)|}}}}
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