the Queen is dead

Hello !
Farewell to these marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
Her very lowness with a head in a sling
Im truly sorry - it sounds like a wonderful thing
I said charles , dont you ever craze
To appear on the front of the daily mail
Blessed in your mothers bridal veil ?
Oh ...
And so, i checked all the registered historical facts
I was shocked into shame to discover
I am 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 never even knew what drugs were
So, i broke into the palace
With a sponge and a rusty spanner
She said : 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 talk about ...
Past the pub who breaks your body
And the church wholl snatch your money
The queen is dead, boys
And its so lonely on a limb
Past the pub who 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 youre lonely
Life is very long, when youre lonely