Morrissey (and - ergo - The Smiths... for lack of a better)

An unspeakable friend
Gets the message
On an ill wind -
All your friends and your foes
Would rather die
Than have to touch you

Drank to much
And I said too much
and there’s nowhere to go but down…

…Truly disappointed
Truly,
Truly,
Truly…

Don’t talk to me now
About people who are nice
Cause I have spent my whole life
In ruins
Because of people who are nice

Oh, this world may lack style you know –
Each bud must blossom and grow…

This is the last song I will ever sing –
Oh I’ve changed my mind again –
Hoodnight and thank you.

Disappointed, Morrissey “Bona Drag”