God, how sex implores you to let yourself, lose yourself
Will the world end in the night time?
This way and that way and this way and that way
I really don't know
Stretch out and
Stretch out and wait
As we lie, you say
As we lie, you say
It's the Eskimo blood in my veins
When there's no debate, no debate
And is there any point ever having children?
On a three-day debate, on the high-rise estate
Stretch out and wait
What I do know is we're here and it's now
Let your puny body lie down, lie down
Or will the world end in the day time?
Songwriters: Johnny Marr, Steven Morrissey
Two icy cold hands conducting the way
Publisher: MARR SONGS
Stretch out and wait
So ignore all the codes of the day
Stretch out and wait
What's at the back of your mind?
Amid concrete and clay and general decay
How can you consciously contemplate?
So, stretch out and wait
Let your juvenile impulses sway
Stretch out and wait
I really don't know
Wait, wait, wait, wait
Stretch out and wait
There is no debate, no debate, no debate
On the high-rise estate
Nature must still find a way
Stretch out and wait
Let your puny body lie down, lie down
Stretch out and wait
What's at the back of your mind?
As we lie, you say
Oh, I don't know