The Queen is Dead

Album cover art for "The Queen is Dead" by The Smiths

The Smiths - Rock, In English

The Queen is Dead

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[Intro] "Oh, take me back to dear old Blighty Put me on the train for London Town Take me anywhere, drop me anywhere In Liverpool, Leeds or Birmingham, but I don't care I should like to see—" [Drum Solo] [Verse 1] (I don't bless them) Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes Hemmed in like a boar between archers Her very lowness with her head in a sling I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like a wonderful thing I say, Charles, don't you ever crave To appear on the front of the Daily Mail Dressed in your mother's bridal veil? (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh) [Verse 2] And so I checked all the registered historical facts And I was shocked into shame to discover How I'm the eighteenth pale descendent 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 nine year old tough who peddles drugs I swear to God, I swear I never even knew what drugs were (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh) [Verse 3] So I broke into the Palace With a sponge and a rusty spanner She said, "'Ey, 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 are tied to your mother's apron No one talks about castration (Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh) [Verse 4] We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry And talk about precious things Like love and law and poverty, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh (These are the things that kill 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-oh-oh (These are the things that kill me) All their lies about makeup and long hair are still there [Verse 5] Past the pub that saps your body And the church who'll snatch your money The Queen is dead, boys And it's so lonely on a limb Pass 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 [Outro] 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 [Instrumental Outro]

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Credits

Writers
  • Morrissey
  • Johnny Marr
  • Bennett Scott
  • Fred Godfrey
  • A.J. Mills