OBOE CONCERTO
(Morrissey/Boz Boorer)

“and he spoke with his voice
while he was talking
with his mouth”

Oboe concerto
all the best one’s are dead
and there's a song I can't stand
and it's stuck in my head
there's a song I can't stand
and it's stuck in my head

Oboe concerto
all I do is drink to absent friends
and there's a song I can't stand
and it's stuck in my head
there's a song I can't stand
and it's stuck in my head

The older generation
have tried, sighed and died
which pushes me to
their place in the queue 

‘round
the rhythm goes ‘round
‘round 
‘round
the rhythm of life goes ‘round
‘round
the rhythm goes ‘round
‘round 
‘round
the rhythm of life goes ‘round
‘round
the rhythm goes ‘round
‘round 
‘round
the rhythm of life goes ‘round
‘round
the rhythm goes ‘round
‘round
‘round
and the rhythm of life goes ‘round.