The Smiths - Stretch out and Wait (Live in Boston)

All the lies that you make up What's at the back of your mind? Oh, your face I can see and it's desperately kind But what's at the back of your mind? Two icy-cold hands conducting the way It's the Eskimo blood in my veins Amid concrete and clay and general decay Nature must still find a way So, ignore all the codes of the day Let your juvenile impulses sway This way and that way, this way, that way God, how sex implores you To let yourself lose yourself Stretch out and wait, stretch out and wait Let your puny body lie down, lie down As we lie, you say As we lie, you say Stretch out Stretch out and wait, stretch out and wait Let your puny body lie down, lie down As we lie, you say Will the world end in the daytime? I really don't know Or will the world end in the nighttime? I really don't know And is there any point ever having children? Oh, I don't know All I do know is we're here and it's now So, stretch out and wait, stretch out and wait There is no debate, no debate, no debate How can you consciously contemplate When there's no debate, no debate? Stretch out and wait Stretch out and wait Stretch out and wait Wait Wait Wait Wait, oh