SHWC: I Started Something I Couldn't Finish

 I Started Something I Couldn't Finish

The lanes were silent

There was nothing, no, nothing around for miles

I doused our friendly venture

With a hard-faced

Three-word gesture

I started something

I forced you to a zone

And you were clearly

Never meant to go

Hair brushed and parted

Typical me, typical me

Typical me

I started something

And now I'm not too sure

I grabbed you by the guilded beams

Uh, that's what tradition means

And I doused another venture

With a gesture

That was absolutely vile

I started something

I forced you to a zone

And you were clearly

Never meant to go

Hair brushed and parted

Typical me, typical me

Typical me

I started something

And now I'm not too sure

I grabbed you by the guilded beams

Uh, that's what tradition means

And now eighteen months' hard labour

Seems ... fair enough

I started something

And I forced you to a zone

And you were clearly

Never meant to go

Hair brushed and parted

Typical me, typical me

Typical me

I started something

And now I'm not too sure

I started something

I started something

Typical me, typical me

Typical me, typical me

Typical me, typical me

Typical me

I started something

And now I'm not too sure

OK Stephen? Do that again?

(Morrissey / Marr)