This night has opened my eyes

In a river the color of lead

Immerse the baby's head

Wrap her up in the news of the world

Dump her on a doorstep, Girl

This night has opened my eyes

And I will never sleep again

You kicked and cried like a bullied child

A grown man of 25, 

Oh, he said he'd cure your ills

But he didn't and he never will

Oh, save your life 

Because you've only got one

The dream has gone but the baby is real

Oh, you did a good thing

She could have been a poet or she could have been a fool

Oh, you did a bad thing

And I'm not happy and I'm not sad

A shoeless child on a swing

Reminds you of your own again

She took away your troubles

Oh, but then again she left pain

Oh, please save your life

Because you've only got one

The dream has gone but the baby is real

Oh, you did a good thing

She could have been a poet or she could have been a fool

Oh, you did a bad thing

And I'm not happy and I'm not sad

The Smiths

Hand in glove

Hand in glove 

The sun shines out of our behinds 

No, it's not like any other love 

This one is different - because it's us 

Hand in glove 

We can go wherever we please 

And everything depends upon 

How near you stand to me 

And if the people stare 

Then the people stare 

Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care 

There's no shame, 

Ohhh no...

Hand in glove 

The Good People laugh 

Yes, we may be hidden by rags 

But we've something they'll never have 

Hand in glove 

The sun shines out of our behinds 

Yes, we may be hidden by rags 

But we've something they'll never have 

And if the people stare 

Then the people stare 

Oh, I really don't know and I really don't care 

There's no shame, 

Ohhh no...

So, hand in glove I stake my claim 

I'll fight to the last breath 

If they dare touch a hair on your head 

I'll fight to the last breath 

For the Good Life is out there somewhere 

So stay on my arm, you little charmer 

But I know my luck too well 

Yes, I know my luck too well

And I'll probably never see you again 

I'll probably never see you again 

I'll probably never see you again 

Oh ...

The Smiths

The Queen Is 25

"Like the Sex Pistols' God Save the Queen, the Smiths' The Queen Is Dead was designed as a state-of-the-nation address. The parallels are many: explicit criticism of the monarchy as a pillar of the existing class system; the toughest hard rock as the most effective method of making your point; lyrics that are a blast of eloquent rage from the standpoint of an outsider – in each case a young man of Irish extraction.

When The Queen Is Dead was released in June 1986, Britain was nearing the end of a second term of Margaret Thatcher's Conservative government. The miners were vanquished, the "new right" triumphant. Acid house was still underground, while the Live Aid effect had smeared middle-brow values all over rock music.

There was surprisingly little dissidence expressed in popular culture, as the onset of CD software inaugurated a wave of retro marketing."

John Savage, The Guardian, December 15th, 2010

Twenty five years on, this monumental album is the subject of The Queen Is 25, the very first Cover Lovers exclusive tribute compilation, comprising mostly of young, Greek independent artists and bands. Not unlike 80s Britain, Greece goes through the worst economic, political and institutional crisis of the last 60 years. Greece is burning. The Queen Is Dead is, once again, the perfect soundtrack.

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Photos and Videos are from The Queen Is 25's Cover Live at Gagarin 205

Playlist

Betty loop loop - There Is A Light That Never Goes Out

Γιος της Αφής – Vicar In A Tutu + How Soon Is Now

Egg Hell - Frankly, Mr Shankly

Ilia Darlin – Never Had Noone Ever

Kid Flicks+ Saint Garlics – Cemetry Gates

Lumiere Brother - Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others

Matteus - Bigmouth Strikes Again

Nalyssa Green – The Queen Is Dead + Last Night I dreamt that Somebody Loved Me

Pan Pan - Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others

Tax Collectors – The Boy With The Thorn In His Side

The Queen is Dead

The Queen Is Dead is the third studio album by the English alternative rock band The Smiths. It was released on 16 June 1986 in the United Kingdom by Rough Trade Records and released in the United States on 23 June 1986 through Sire Records.

The album spent twenty-two weeks on the UK Albums Chart, peaking at #2. Across the Atlantic, it reached #28 in Canada on the RPM 100 album chart and #70 on the Billboard 200 chart, and was certified Gold by the RIAA in late 1990. It has sold consistently well ever since. The album cover, designed by Morrissey, features Alain Delon from the 1964 film L'Insoumis.

The first song from the album to be recorded, in July 1985, was "The Boy with the Thorn in His Side" which was, according to Marr, "an effortless piece of music", and was written on tour in the spring of 1985.

The song's lyrics refer allegorically to the band's experience of the music industry that failed to appreciate it. In 2003, Morrissey named this as his favourite Smiths song.

The album is popularly regarded as The Smiths' best album. Its mix of jangle pop, British Invasion, music hall, rockabilly and punk rock quickly became a British sensation and established The Smiths as one of the biggest bands of their era. Both Morrissey and Marr disagree, however, citing its 1987 successor (and unexpectedly final Smiths LP), Strangeways, Here We Come, as their peak.

All songs written and composed by Morrissey/Marr, except "Take Me Back to Dear Old Blighty" (used as an intro to "The Queen Is Dead"), written by A.J. Mills, Fred Godfrey and Bennett Scott.

No.          Title              Length

1. "The Queen Is Dead"         6:24

2. "Frankly, Mr. Shankly"     2:17

3. "I Know It's Over"             5:48

4. "Never Had No One Ever"   3:36

5. "Cemetry Gates"                   2:39

6. "Bigmouth Strikes Again"     3:12

7. "The Boy with the Thorn in His Side"   3:15

8. "Vicar in a Tutu"   2:21

9. "There Is a Light That Never Goes Out"   4:02

10. "Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others"   3:14

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Photos and Video is from the Greek celebration of Album's 25th birthday

[ to be continued ]

You handsome -headless- devil

  

All the streets are crammed with things

Eager to be held

I know what hands are for

And I'd like to help myself

You ask me the time

But I sense something more

And I would like to give

What I think you're asking for

You handsome devil

Oh, you handsome devil

Let me get my hands

On your mammary glands

And let me get your head

On the conjugal bed

I say

I crack the whip

And you skip

But you deserve it

You deserve it

There's more to life than books, you know

But not much more

Oh, there's more to life than books, you know

But not much more, not much more

Oh, you handsome devil

The Smiths

The light stays on over our heads

Take me out tonight

Take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

And in the darkened underpass

I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last

But then a strange fear gripped me

And I just couldn't ask

Take me out tonight

Oh take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one

No, I haven't got one

There is a light that never goes out

The Smiths

Keep Yourself Hidden

Hate, love and war

Force emotions to the fore

But not for me, of course

Of course

I keep mine hidden

I keep mine hidden

But it's so easy for you

Because you let yours flail

Into public view

Yellow and green

A stumbling block

I'm a twenty-digit combination to unlock

With a past where to be 'touched'

Meant to be 'mental'

Ooh, I keep mine hidden

The lies are so easy for you

Because you let yours slide

Into public view

The Smiths

Big mouth

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking

When I said I'd like to smash every tooth

In your head

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt

Now I know how Joan of Arc felt

As the flames rose to her roman nose

And her Walkman started to melt 

Bigmouth, 

Bigmouth strikes again

And I've got no right to take my place

With the Human race

The Smiths

Saturday Light

Take me out tonight

Where there's music and there's people

Who are young and alive

Driving in your car

I never never want to go home

Because I haven't got one anymore

Take me out tonight

Because I want to see people

And I want to see life

Driving in your car

Oh please don't drop me home

Because it's not my home, it's their home

And I'm welcome no more

Take me out tonight

Take me anywhere, I don't care

I don't care, I don't care

And in the darkened underpass

I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last

But then a strange fear gripped me

And I just couldn't ask

There is a light that never goes out

The Smiths

Burning

Burning

I am the son and heir

Of nothing in particular

How can you say

I go about things the wrong way

I am Human and I need to be loved

Just like everybody else does

I am the son

And the heir

Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar

You shut your mouth! 

There's a club, if you'd like to go

You could meet someone who really loves you

So you go, and you stand on your own

And you leave on your own

And you go home

And you cry

And you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen now,

When exactly do you mean?

See I've already waited too long

And all my hope is gone

The Smiths