Is It Really so Strange? - Live in London, 1986
This song is called "Is It Really so Strange"?
I left the North, I travelled South
I found a tiny house, and I can't help the way that I feel
Oh yes, you can kick me, and you can punch me
And you can break my face a-but you won't change the way I feel
'Cause I love you, oh
And is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
I say, "No", you say, "Yes", but you will change your mind
I left the South, I travelled North
I got confused, I killed a horse, I can't help the way I feel
Oh-yes, you can kick me, and you can butt me
And you can break my spine, but you won't change the way I feel
'Cause I love you, oh
And is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
I say, "No", you say, "Yes", but you will change your mind
I left the North again, I travelled South again
And I got confused, I killed a man, I can't help the way I feel
I can't help the way I feel
I can't help the way I feel
I lost my bag in Newport Pagnell
Why is the last mile the hardest mile?
My throat was dry with the sun in my eyes
And I realized, I realized
That I could never, I could never, never, never go back home again
Thank you, thank you
I left the North, I travelled South
I found a tiny house, and I can't help the way that I feel
Oh yes, you can kick me, and you can punch me
And you can break my face a-but you won't change the way I feel
'Cause I love you, oh
And is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
I say, "No", you say, "Yes", but you will change your mind
I left the South, I travelled North
I got confused, I killed a horse, I can't help the way I feel
Oh-yes, you can kick me, and you can butt me
And you can break my spine, but you won't change the way I feel
'Cause I love you, oh
And is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so strange?
Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
I say, "No", you say, "Yes", but you will change your mind
I left the North again, I travelled South again
And I got confused, I killed a man, I can't help the way I feel
I can't help the way I feel
I can't help the way I feel
I lost my bag in Newport Pagnell
Why is the last mile the hardest mile?
My throat was dry with the sun in my eyes
And I realized, I realized
That I could never, I could never, never, never go back home again
Thank you, thank you
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Patrick Morrissey, Johnny Marr
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