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'Cause I
don't care, I should like to see...

Violent person ...

Farewell to this land's cheerless marshesHemmed in
like a boar between archesHer very Lowness with a
head in a slingI'm truly sorry - but it sounds
like a wonderful thing I said Charles, don't you
ever craveTo appear on the front of the Daily
MailDressed in your Mother's bridal veil ?Oh
...And so, I checked all the registered historical
factsAnd I was shocked into shame to discoverHow
I'm the 18th pale descendantOf 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 drugsI swear to
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GodI swear : I never even knew what drugs were Oh
...So, I broke into the palaceWith a sponge and a
rusty spannerShe 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 dryAnd
talk about precious thingsBut 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
dryAnd talk about precious thingsLike love and law
and povertyOh, these are the things that kill me
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dryAnd
talk about precious thingsBut 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
bodyAnd the church who'll snatch your moneyThe
Queen is dead, boysAnd it's so lonely on a
limbPast the Pub that wrecks your bodyAnd the
church - all they want is your moneyThe Queen is
dead, boysAnd 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
Lyrics: The Queen is Dead, Smiths [end]