The Smiths - I Started Something I Couldn't Finish lyrics

The lanes were silent There was nothing, no one, nothing around for miles I doused our friendly venture With a hard-faced Three-word gesture I started something I forced you to a zone And you were clearly Never meant to go Hair brushed and parted Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something ...and now i'm not too sure I grabbed you by the guilded beams Uh, that's what tradition means And i doused another venture With a gesture That was ... absolutely vile I started something I forced you to a zone And you were clearly Never meant to go Hair brushed and parted Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something ...and now i'm not too sure I grabbed you by the guilded beams Uh, that's what tradition means And now eighteen months' hard labour Seems ... fair enough I started something And i forced you to a zone And you were clearly Never meant to go Hair brushed and parted Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something And now i'm not too sure I started something I started something Typical me, typical me Typical me, typical me Typical me, typical me Typical me I started something And now i'm not too sure Ok stephen ? ...do that again ?