Death at One’s Elbow The Smiths

Oh, Glenn, don't come to the house tonight
Oh, Glenn, oh, Glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Oh Glenn
Because there's somebody here who really, really loves you

Oh, Glenn, stay home
Be bored, It's crap, I know
Tonight

Oh, Glenn, oh, Glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Oh, Glenn, oh, Glenn
Don't come to the house tonight
Because there's somebody here Who'll take a hatchet to your ear

The frustration it renders me hateful, oh...
Oh, don't come to the house tonight
Oh, don't come to the house tonight
Because you'll slip on the trail of all my sad remains
That's why, that's why goodbye my love, goodbye my love
Goodbye my love, goodbye my love
Goodbye my love, goodbye my love
Goodbye my love, goodbye my love