The Smiths - The Queen Is Dead lyrics

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 d** I swear to god I swear : i never even knew what d** 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 k** 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 k** 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