The Queen Is Dead - 2017 Master
(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)
(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?
Ooh, ooh-oh, ooh
And so I checked all the registered historical facts
And I was shocked into shame to discover
How I'm the 18th pale descendent
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
Ooh, ooh-oh, ooh
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 are tied to your mother's apron
No one talks about castration, ooh, ooh-oh, ooh
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
Like love and law and poverty, ooh-ooh
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, ooh
These are the things that kill me
All those lies about makeup and long hair, they're 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
Pass 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
(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)
(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?
Ooh, ooh-oh, ooh
And so I checked all the registered historical facts
And I was shocked into shame to discover
How I'm the 18th pale descendent
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
Ooh, ooh-oh, ooh
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 are tied to your mother's apron
No one talks about castration, ooh, ooh-oh, ooh
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
Like love and law and poverty, ooh-ooh
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, ooh
These are the things that kill me
All those lies about makeup and long hair, they're 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
Pass 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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Writer(s): Steven Patrick Morrissey, Johnny Marr
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