The Queen Is Dead (Live in Boston)

The Queen Is Dead (Live in Boston) - The Smiths (史密斯樂團)

Written by：Steven Morrissey/Johnny Marr

Farewell to this land's cheerless marches

Hemmed in like a boar between arches

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

And so I checked all the registered historical facts

And I was shocked into shame to discover

How I'm the 18th 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 ***

I swear to god I swear I never even knew what *** were

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 are tied to your mother's apron

No one talks about castration

Passed 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

Life is very long when you're lonely

Life is very long when you're lonely

Life is very long when you're lonely