[{"id":31599399,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths - The Smiths","duration":331.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00] For a child cries\n[02:16.53] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: The Smiths - The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 331000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":20086464,"name":"The Smiths - Suffer Little Children (Official Audio)","trackName":"The Smiths - Suffer Little Children (Official Audio)","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths Videos","duration":332.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.10] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.90] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.16] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.88] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.17] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.82] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.52] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.97] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.17] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.24] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.51] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.29] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.96] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.76] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.34] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.88] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.44] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.59] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.38] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.01] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.36] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.06] For a child cries\n[02:16.52] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.15] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.93] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.92] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.65] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.60] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.21] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.42] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.03] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.98] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.37] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.05] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.60] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.73] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.84] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.16] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.89] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.68] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.00] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Smiths - Suffer Little Children (Official Audio)\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: The Smiths Videos\n  duration_ms: 332000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12100\n  end_ms: 16900\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16900\n  end_ms: 19160\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19160\n  end_ms: 21880\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21880\n  end_ms: 26170\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 28820\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28820\n  end_ms: 31520\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31520\n  end_ms: 35970\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35970\n  end_ms: 39170\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39170\n  end_ms: 46240\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46240\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55510\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55510\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65290\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65290\n  end_ms: 69960\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69960\n  end_ms: 74760\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74760\n  end_ms: 79340\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79340\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93880\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93880\n  end_ms: 99440\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99440\n  end_ms: 103590\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103590\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113380\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113380\n  end_ms: 118010\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118010\n  end_ms: 122360\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122360\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133060\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133060\n  end_ms: 136520\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136520\n  end_ms: 142150\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142150\n  end_ms: 146930\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146930\n  end_ms: 151920\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151920\n  end_ms: 161650\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161650\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168600\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168600\n  end_ms: 173210\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173210\n  end_ms: 178420\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178420\n  end_ms: 183030\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183030\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199980\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199980\n  end_ms: 205370\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 211050\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211050\n  end_ms: 220600\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220600\n  end_ms: 231730\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231730\n  end_ms: 234840\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234840\n  end_ms: 242160\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242160\n  end_ms: 258890\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258890\n  end_ms: 263680\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263680\n  end_ms: 271000\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271000\n  end_ms: 281890\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281890\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":3893599,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":331.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00] For a child cries\n[02:16.53] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 331000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":6388097,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"Smiths, The","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":328.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: Smiths, The\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 328000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":429512,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":328.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00] For a child cries\n[02:16.53] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 328000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":18835144,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":324.0933329,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00] For a child cries\n[02:16.53] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 324093\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":15663825,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"Smiths (The)","duration":327.633125,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: Smiths (The)\n  duration_ms: 327633\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":12951448,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"Smiths, The","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":331.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.10] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.90] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.16] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.88] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.17] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.82] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.52] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.97] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.17] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.24] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.51] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.29] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.96] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.76] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.34] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.88] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.44] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.59] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.38] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.01] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.36] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.06] For a child cries\n[02:16.52] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.15] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.93] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.92] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.65] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.60] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.21] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.42] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.03] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.98] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.37] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.05] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.60] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.73] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.84] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.16] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.89] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.68] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.00] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.89] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: Smiths, The\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 331000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12100\n  end_ms: 16900\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16900\n  end_ms: 19160\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19160\n  end_ms: 21880\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21880\n  end_ms: 26170\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26170\n  end_ms: 28820\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28820\n  end_ms: 31520\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31520\n  end_ms: 35970\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35970\n  end_ms: 39170\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39170\n  end_ms: 46240\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46240\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55510\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55510\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65290\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65290\n  end_ms: 69960\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69960\n  end_ms: 74760\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74760\n  end_ms: 79340\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79340\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93880\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93880\n  end_ms: 99440\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99440\n  end_ms: 103590\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103590\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113380\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113380\n  end_ms: 118010\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118010\n  end_ms: 122360\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122360\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133060\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133060\n  end_ms: 136520\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136520\n  end_ms: 142150\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142150\n  end_ms: 146930\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146930\n  end_ms: 151920\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151920\n  end_ms: 161650\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161650\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168600\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168600\n  end_ms: 173210\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173210\n  end_ms: 178420\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178420\n  end_ms: 183030\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183030\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199980\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199980\n  end_ms: 205370\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205370\n  end_ms: 211050\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211050\n  end_ms: 220600\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220600\n  end_ms: 231730\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231730\n  end_ms: 234840\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234840\n  end_ms: 242160\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242160\n  end_ms: 258890\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258890\n  end_ms: 263680\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263680\n  end_ms: 271000\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271000\n  end_ms: 281890\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281890\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":36402786,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":334.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00] For a child cries\n[02:16.53] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 334000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":26376878,"name":"Suffer little children","trackName":"Suffer little children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":165.954625,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00] For a child cries\n[02:16.53] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer little children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 165955\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":27590404,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":329.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00] For a child cries\n[02:16.53] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 329000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":38266718,"name":"suffer little children","trackName":"suffer little children","artistName":"the smiths","albumName":"the smiths","duration":37.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15]Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83]Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15]And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80]Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18]Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84]And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59]Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93]Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18]And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21]Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56]Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55]Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56]A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22]I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95]Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73]Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32]Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34]\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40]But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80]Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41]Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52]Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63]Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39]Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08]Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37]\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66]But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00]For a child cries\n[02:16.53]\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14]We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97]We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99]But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78]Until the day you die\n[02:44.20]This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69]We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26]Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44]You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09]You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69]\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93]\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30]Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06]Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69]\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77]I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89]Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14]You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80]Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61]Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09]The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: suffer little children\n  artist: the smiths\n  album: the smiths\n  duration_ms: 37000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":33681667,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"smiths","duration":331.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00] For a child cries\n[02:16.53] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: smiths\n  duration_ms: 331000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":20988698,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":324.0933329,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: Smiths\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 324093\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":14317978,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":327.633083,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: Smiths\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 327633\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":39863759,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths","duration":331.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: Smiths\n  album: The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 331000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":31361179,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"1984 The Smiths","duration":329.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00] For a child cries\n[02:16.53] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: 1984 The Smiths\n  duration_ms: 329000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":19761825,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"The Smiths [VINYL]","duration":323.376,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.15] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:16.83] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.15] And I'll lay me down\n[00:21.80] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.18] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:28.84] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.59] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:35.93] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.18] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:46.21] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:50.56] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.55] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:00.56] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.22] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:09.95] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.73] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.32] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.34] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.40] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:33.80] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.41] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.52] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.63] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.39] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.08] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.37] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:09.66] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.00] For a child cries\n[02:16.53] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.14] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:26.97] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.99] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:41.78] Until the day you die\n[02:44.20] This is no easy ride\n[02:48.69] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.26] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:58.44] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.09] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:13.69] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:19.93] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.30] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:31.06] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:40.69] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:51.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:54.89] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:02.14] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:18.80] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:23.61] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.09] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.82] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: The Smiths [VINYL]\n  duration_ms: 323376\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 16830\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 16830\n  end_ms: 19150\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19150\n  end_ms: 21800\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 21800\n  end_ms: 26180\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26180\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 31590\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31590\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 39180\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39180\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 50560\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 50560\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 65220\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65220\n  end_ms: 69950\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 69950\n  end_ms: 74730\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74730\n  end_ms: 79320\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 84340\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84340\n  end_ms: 89400\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89400\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 99410\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99410\n  end_ms: 103520\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103520\n  end_ms: 108630\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108630\n  end_ms: 113390\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113390\n  end_ms: 118080\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118080\n  end_ms: 122370\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122370\n  end_ms: 129660\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 129660\n  end_ms: 133000\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133000\n  end_ms: 136530\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 136530\n  end_ms: 142140\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142140\n  end_ms: 146970\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 146970\n  end_ms: 151990\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151990\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164200\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164200\n  end_ms: 168690\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 168690\n  end_ms: 173260\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173260\n  end_ms: 178440\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 178440\n  end_ms: 183090\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183090\n  end_ms: 193690\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 193690\n  end_ms: 199930\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 199930\n  end_ms: 205300\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205300\n  end_ms: 211060\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 211060\n  end_ms: 220690\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 220690\n  end_ms: 231770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 231770\n  end_ms: 234890\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 234890\n  end_ms: 242140\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 242140\n  end_ms: 258800\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 258800\n  end_ms: 263610\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 263610\n  end_ms: 271090\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271090\n  end_ms: 281820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 281820\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":13632311,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"SMITHS, The","albumName":"The Smiths (1984)","duration":328.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: SMITHS, The\n  album: The Smiths (1984)\n  duration_ms: 328000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"},{"id":11596520,"name":"Suffer Little Children","trackName":"Suffer Little Children","artistName":"The Smiths","albumName":"Complete : The Smiths","duration":329.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Over the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\nOver the moor, take me to the moor\nDig a shallow grave\nAnd I'll lay me down\n\nLesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\nOh John, you'll never be a man\nAnd you'll never see your home again\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nEdward, see those alluring lights?\nTonight will be your very last night\n\nA woman said, \"I know my son is dead\nI'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\nHindley wakes and Hindley says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\nBut fresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nFresh lilaced moorland fields\nCannot hide the stolid stench of death\nHindley wakes and says\nHindley wakes, Hindley wakes\nHindley wakes and says\n\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\nBut this is no easy ride\nFor a child cries\n\n\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\nWe are on a sullen misty moor\nWe may be dead and we may be gone\nBut we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\nUntil the day you die\nThis is no easy ride\nWe will haunt you when you laugh\nYes, you could say we're a team\nYou might sleep, you might sleep\nYou might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\nOh Manchester, so much to answer for\n\"Oh, find me, find me, find me\nI'll haunt you when you laugh\nOh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\nYou might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\nOver the moors, I'm on the moor\nOh, over the moor\nThe child is on the moor","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.62] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:17.19] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:19.94] And I'll lay me down\n[00:22.12] Over the moor, take me to the moor\n[00:26.67] Dig a shallow grave\n[00:29.39] And I'll lay me down\n[00:31.70] Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n[00:36.12] Oh John, you'll never be a man\n[00:39.62] And you'll never see your home again\n[00:45.62] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[00:51.20] Edward, see those alluring lights?\n[00:55.49] Tonight will be your very last night\n[01:01.06] A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n[01:05.06] I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n[01:10.44] Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n[01:14.81] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:19.77] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:24.41] \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n[01:29.32] But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:34.14] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:39.74] Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n[01:43.61] Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n[01:48.85] Hindley wakes and says\n[01:53.48] Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n[01:58.23] Hindley wakes and says\n[02:02.96] \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n[02:10.35] But this is no easy ride\n[02:13.89] For a child cries\n[02:17.12] \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n[02:22.76] We are on a sullen misty moor\n[02:27.57] We may be dead and we may be gone\n[02:31.55] But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n[02:42.36] Until the day you die\n[02:44.80] This is no easy ride\n[02:49.47] We will haunt you when you laugh\n[02:53.63] Yes, you could say we're a team\n[02:59.10] You might sleep, you might sleep\n[03:03.27] You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:14.85] \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:20.02] \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n[03:25.80] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:32.05] Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n[03:41.31] \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n[03:52.77] I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[03:56.41] Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n[04:03.36] You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n[04:19.48] Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n[04:24.39] Oh, over the moor\n[04:31.87] The child is on the moor\n[04:41.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Suffer Little Children\n  artist: The Smiths\n  album: 'Complete : The Smiths'\n  duration_ms: 329000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 12620\n  end_ms: 17190\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 17190\n  end_ms: 19940\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 19940\n  end_ms: 22120\n- text: Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  start_ms: 22120\n  end_ms: 26670\n- text: Dig a shallow grave\n  start_ms: 26670\n  end_ms: 29390\n- text: And I'll lay me down\n  start_ms: 29390\n  end_ms: 31700\n- text: Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  start_ms: 31700\n  end_ms: 36120\n- text: Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  start_ms: 36120\n  end_ms: 39620\n- text: And you'll never see your home again\n  start_ms: 39620\n  end_ms: 45620\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 45620\n  end_ms: 51200\n- text: Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  start_ms: 51200\n  end_ms: 55490\n- text: Tonight will be your very last night\n  start_ms: 55490\n  end_ms: 61060\n- text: A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  start_ms: 61060\n  end_ms: 65060\n- text: I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  start_ms: 65060\n  end_ms: 70440\n- text: Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  start_ms: 70440\n  end_ms: 74810\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 74810\n  end_ms: 79770\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 79770\n  end_ms: 84410\n- text: '\"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"'\n  start_ms: 84410\n  end_ms: 89320\n- text: But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 89320\n  end_ms: 94140\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 94140\n  end_ms: 99740\n- text: Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  start_ms: 99740\n  end_ms: 103610\n- text: Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  start_ms: 103610\n  end_ms: 108850\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 108850\n  end_ms: 113480\n- text: Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  start_ms: 113480\n  end_ms: 118230\n- text: Hindley wakes and says\n  start_ms: 118230\n  end_ms: 122960\n- text: '\"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"'\n  start_ms: 122960\n  end_ms: 130350\n- text: But this is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 130350\n  end_ms: 133890\n- text: For a child cries\n  start_ms: 133890\n  end_ms: 137120\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more'\n  start_ms: 137120\n  end_ms: 142760\n- text: We are on a sullen misty moor\n  start_ms: 142760\n  end_ms: 147570\n- text: We may be dead and we may be gone\n  start_ms: 147570\n  end_ms: 151550\n- text: But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  start_ms: 151550\n  end_ms: 162360\n- text: Until the day you die\n  start_ms: 162360\n  end_ms: 164800\n- text: This is no easy ride\n  start_ms: 164800\n  end_ms: 169470\n- text: We will haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 169470\n  end_ms: 173630\n- text: Yes, you could say we're a team\n  start_ms: 173630\n  end_ms: 179100\n- text: You might sleep, you might sleep\n  start_ms: 179100\n  end_ms: 183270\n- text: You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 183270\n  end_ms: 194850\n- text: '\"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 194850\n  end_ms: 200020\n- text: '\"You might sleep but you will never dream\"'\n  start_ms: 200020\n  end_ms: 205800\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 205800\n  end_ms: 212050\n- text: Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  start_ms: 212050\n  end_ms: 221310\n- text: '\"Oh, find me, find me, find me'\n  start_ms: 221310\n  end_ms: 232770\n- text: I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 232770\n  end_ms: 236410\n- text: Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  start_ms: 236410\n  end_ms: 243360\n- text: You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n  start_ms: 243360\n  end_ms: 259480\n- text: Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  start_ms: 259480\n  end_ms: 264390\n- text: Oh, over the moor\n  start_ms: 264390\n  end_ms: 271870\n- text: The child is on the moor\n  start_ms: 271870\n  end_ms: 281800\nplain: |-\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n  Over the moor, take me to the moor\n  Dig a shallow grave\n  And I'll lay me down\n\n  Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads\n  Oh John, you'll never be a man\n  And you'll never see your home again\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Edward, see those alluring lights?\n  Tonight will be your very last night\n\n  A woman said, \"I know my son is dead\n  I'll never rest my hands on his sacred head\"\n  Hindley wakes and Hindley says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone\"\n\n  But fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Fresh lilaced moorland fields\n  Cannot hide the stolid stench of death\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes\n  Hindley wakes and says\n  \"Oh, whatever he has done, I have done\"\n\n  But this is no easy ride\n  For a child cries\n\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, nothing more\n  We are on a sullen misty moor\n  We may be dead and we may be gone\n  But we will be, we will be, we will be right by your side\n  Until the day you die\n  This is no easy ride\n  We will haunt you when you laugh\n  Yes, you could say we're a team\n  You might sleep, you might sleep\n  You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  \"Oh, you might sleep but you will never dream\"\n  \"You might sleep but you will never dream\"\n\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  Oh Manchester, so much to answer for\n  \"Oh, find me, find me, find me\n  I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  Oh, I'll haunt you when you laugh\n  You might sleep but you, you will never dream\"\n\n  Over the moors, I'm on the moor\n  Oh, over the moor\n  The child is on the moor\n"}]