The Queen Is Dead (Live in London, 1986)

The Smiths
Miscellaneous
The Queen Is Dead
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 dont care,
I should like to see my ...
I dont bless them
Farewell to this lands cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
Her very Lowness with a head in a sling
Im truly sorry - but it sounds like a wonderful thing
I said Charles, dont you ever crave
To appear on the front of the Daily Mail
Dressed in your Mothers bridal veil ?
Oh ...
And so, I checked all the registered historical facts
And I was shocked into shame to discover
How Im 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 : 'Thats nothing - you should hear me play piano'
We can go for a walk where its quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
But when youre tied to your Mothers apron
No-one talks about castration
Oh ...
We can go for a walk where its 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 its 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 wholl snatch your money
The Queen is dead, boys
And its 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 its so lonely on a limb
Life is very long, when youre lonely
Life is very long, when youre lonely
Life is very long, when youre lonely
Life is very long, when youre lonely