| Song | Maf |
| Artist | Momus |
| Album | Stars Forever |
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| 作词 : Momus | |
| Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
| Down the Grave Maurice | |
| Maf, a star of Music Hall | |
| Gunned down mid-song | |
| By unknown assailants | |
| So I confess I couldn't bear being less famous | |
| Oh what misfortunes in this day and age | |
| Befall the Whitechapel music hall stage! | |
| A variety PacMan, I swallowed his fame | |
| There and then, when I gunned poor Matthew down | |
| (Murder most 'orrible) | |
| Maf had it all, the love of the public | |
| The wit of Lennie Bruce, Bill Hicks, and Peter Cook | |
| Beautiful women, a daughter called Ushka | |
| A career in music hall, Bathshebas and babushkas | |
| Oh what misfortunes occur in this age | |
| You can never be sure you'll leave the stage | |
| As you came on it | |
| A fat Space Invader, I flattened his fame | |
| That day I gunned poor Matthew down | |
| (I 'ope you're ashamed of yourself) | |
| Singer, philanderer, drinker and coprophile | |
| Born in Batley, Leeds, adorned in orange rosary beads | |
| 'I am nobody' engraved on the bracelet | |
| He wore around his wrist in ****ensian copperplate | |
| I made my confession to Did**ury police | |
| I'd hoped to kill Morrissey, but neither of us could get arrested | |
| Oh what misfortunes, what sufferings and pain | |
| I have brought upon the halls of old Brick Lane! | |
| (Or could he be sane?) | |
| (To my eternal shame) | |
| Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
| Down the Grave Maurice | |
| Momus, star of Music Hall | |
| Gunned down mid-song -- |
| zuo ci : Momus | |
| Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
| Down the Grave Maurice | |
| Maf, a star of Music Hall | |
| Gunned down midsong | |
| By unknown assailants | |
| So I confess I couldn' t bear being less famous | |
| Oh what misfortunes in this day and age | |
| Befall the Whitechapel music hall stage! | |
| A variety PacMan, I swallowed his fame | |
| There and then, when I gunned poor Matthew down | |
| Murder most ' orrible | |
| Maf had it all, the love of the public | |
| The wit of Lennie Bruce, Bill Hicks, and Peter Cook | |
| Beautiful women, a daughter called Ushka | |
| A career in music hall, Bathshebas and babushkas | |
| Oh what misfortunes occur in this age | |
| You can never be sure you' ll leave the stage | |
| As you came on it | |
| A fat Space Invader, I flattened his fame | |
| That day I gunned poor Matthew down | |
| I ' ope you' re ashamed of yourself | |
| Singer, philanderer, drinker and coprophile | |
| Born in Batley, Leeds, adorned in orange rosary beads | |
| ' I am nobody' engraved on the bracelet | |
| He wore around his wrist in ensian copperplate | |
| I made my confession to Did ury police | |
| I' d hoped to kill Morrissey, but neither of us could get arrested | |
| Oh what misfortunes, what sufferings and pain | |
| I have brought upon the halls of old Brick Lane! | |
| Or could he be sane? | |
| To my eternal shame | |
| Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
| Down the Grave Maurice | |
| Momus, star of Music Hall | |
| Gunned down midsong |
| zuò cí : Momus | |
| Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
| Down the Grave Maurice | |
| Maf, a star of Music Hall | |
| Gunned down midsong | |
| By unknown assailants | |
| So I confess I couldn' t bear being less famous | |
| Oh what misfortunes in this day and age | |
| Befall the Whitechapel music hall stage! | |
| A variety PacMan, I swallowed his fame | |
| There and then, when I gunned poor Matthew down | |
| Murder most ' orrible | |
| Maf had it all, the love of the public | |
| The wit of Lennie Bruce, Bill Hicks, and Peter Cook | |
| Beautiful women, a daughter called Ushka | |
| A career in music hall, Bathshebas and babushkas | |
| Oh what misfortunes occur in this age | |
| You can never be sure you' ll leave the stage | |
| As you came on it | |
| A fat Space Invader, I flattened his fame | |
| That day I gunned poor Matthew down | |
| I ' ope you' re ashamed of yourself | |
| Singer, philanderer, drinker and coprophile | |
| Born in Batley, Leeds, adorned in orange rosary beads | |
| ' I am nobody' engraved on the bracelet | |
| He wore around his wrist in ensian copperplate | |
| I made my confession to Did ury police | |
| I' d hoped to kill Morrissey, but neither of us could get arrested | |
| Oh what misfortunes, what sufferings and pain | |
| I have brought upon the halls of old Brick Lane! | |
| Or could he be sane? | |
| To my eternal shame | |
| Read all about it! Murder in Whitechapel | |
| Down the Grave Maurice | |
| Momus, star of Music Hall | |
| Gunned down midsong |