The Smiths record I wrote at my desk
On company time, done on the sly
Don't ask me why, or I'll spit in your eye
Every time
The Smiths record I wrote at my desk
With brilliant guitar just like Johnny Marr
To buoy the words just like
A certain racist Mancunian who isn't Mark E. Smith
So fraught with ennui
The Smiths record I wrote at my desk
But she doesn't care, so I will just play
Whatever I feel, whatever it's worth
It's all that I have
The Smiths record I wrote at my desk
With brilliant guitar just like Johnny Marr
To buoy the words just like
Please cut me some slack, I wrote this before he got himself canceled
So fraught with ennui