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Istanbul - Morrissey
When he first cried, his mother died
I had tried to be his guide

When he was born I was too young
the father searches for the son

In Istanbul

Give him back to me
In Istanbul

Give me back my brown eyed son

Moonlight jumping through the trees
sunken eyes avoiding me

From dawn to dusk the hunt is on
the father searches for the son

In Istanbul

Give him back to me
In Istanbul

Give me back my brown eyed son

On secret streets in disbelief
little shadow shows the lead

Prostitutes stylish and glum
in amongst them you are one

Oh what have I done

Rolling breathless off the tongue
the vicious street gang slang

I lean into a box of pine
identify the kid as mine