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The Queen Is Dead

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  • Oh ! Take me back to dear old Blighty,
    Put me on the train for London Town,
    Take me anywhere,
    Drop me anywhere,
    Liverpool, Leeds or Birmingham
    But I don't care,
    I should like to see my ...

    I don't bless them
    Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes
    Hemmed in like a boar between arches
    Her very Lowness with a head in a sling
    I'm truly sorry - but it sounds like a wonderful thing

    I said Charles, don't you ever crave
    To appear on the front of the Daily Mail
    Dressed in your Mother's bridal veil ?
    Oh ...
    And so, I checked all the registered historical facts
    And I was shocked into shame to discover
    How I'm the 18th 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 9-year old tough who peddles drugs
    I swear to God
    I swear : I never even knew what drugs were
    Oh ...
    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
    Oh ...

    We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
    And talk about precious things
    Like love and law and poverty
    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

    Past the Pub who saps your body
    And the church who'll snatch your money
    The Queen is dead, boys
    And it's so lonely on a limb
    Past 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

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