The Smiths – The Queen Is Dead

1 comment
  1. __Relevant because she is descended from a German family.__

    >Farewell to this land’s cheerless marshes
    Hemmed in like a boar between archers
    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, ooh
    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?
    As some 9-year-old tough, who peddles drugs
    I swear to God, I swear, I never even knew what drugs were
    Ooh, oh-oh, ooh
    __So I broke into the Palace with a sponge and a rusty spanner
    She said, “Eh, I know, and you cannot sing”
    I said, “That’s nothing, you should hear me play the 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, ooh, oh-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 their life, they make love and then pierce through me
    Pass 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

Leave a Reply