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* The Queen Is Dead *
Farewell to this lands
cheerless marshes
hemed in like a boar
between arches
her very lowness with
her head in a sling
im truely sorry-
but it sounds like
a wonderful thing
dear Charles,
dont you ever crave
to appear on the front
of the daily mail
dressed in your mothers
bridal veil?
So, i checked all
the registered historical
facts and i was shocked
to discover how im
the 18th pale descendant
or some old queen
or other
has the world changed,
or have i changed?
as some 9-year old
tough peddles drugs
(i never even knew
what drugs were)
And 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 its quiet and dry
and we can talk about
precious things
but when you're tied
to your mothers apron
no one talks about
castration
we can go for a walk
where its quiet and dry
and we can talk about
precious things
like love and law and
property these are things
that kill me
we can go for a walk
where its quiet and dry
and we can talk about
precious things
but the rain flattens
my hair these are things
that kill me
Passed the Pub that saps
your body
and the church who'll
snactch your money
the Queen is dead boys
and its 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
you can trust me, boys
life is very long,
when you're lonely
life is very long,
when you're lonely
life is very long,
when you're lonely
-the smiths
(he played this
at Claremont..
that ws the only
time!) |