The Queen Is Dead (2011 Remaster)

Take me back to dear old Blighty
Put me on the train for London Town
Take me anywhere drop me anywhere
In Liverpool Leeds or Birmingham well I don't care
I should like to see
By land by sea
Farewell
To this land's cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
Her Very Lowness with her head in a sling
I'm truly sorry but it sounds like a wonderful thing
I say Charles don't you ever crave
To appear on the front of the Daily Mail
Dressed in your Mother's bridal veil?
And so I checked all the registered historical facts
And I was shocked into shame to discover
How I'm the eighteenth pale descendant
Of some old queen or other
Oh has the world changed or have I changed?
Oh has the world changed or have I changed?
Some nine-year-old tough who peddles drugs
I swear to God I swear I never even knew what drugs were
So I broke into the Palace
With a sponge and a rusty spanner
She said "Eh I know you and you cannot sing"
I said "That's nothing you should hear me play piano"
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
But when you're tied to your Mother's apron
No one talks about castration
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
Like love and law and poverty oh-oh
These are the things that kill me
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
But the rain that flattens my hair oh
These are the things that kill me
All their lies about make up and long hair are still there
Passed the pub that saps your body
And the church who'll snatch your money
The Queen is dead boys and it's so lonely on a limb
Passed the pub that wrecks your body
And the church all they want is your money
The Queen is dead boys and it's so lonely on a limb
Life is very long when you're lonely
Life is very long when you're lonely
Life is very long when you're lonely
Life is very long when you're lonely