The Queen Is Dead (Live in Boston)

[Verse 1]

Farewell cheerless marshes

Hemmed in like a boar between archers

Her very lowness with her head in a sling

Oh, 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?

[Verse 2]

And so I checked all the registered historical facts

I was shocked into shame to discover

I am the eighteenth pale descendent

Of somе old queen or other

Oh, has this world changed or have I changеd?

Oh, has the world changed or have I changed?

Some nine year old tough who peddles drugs

I swear to God, I, I never even knew what drugs were

[Verse 3]

So I broke into the Palace

With a sponge and a rusty spanner

She said, "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're tied to your mother's apron

No one talks about, uh, uh

[Verse 4]

Past the pub who saps your body

And the church who'll snatch your money

The Queen is dead, boys

And it's so lonely on a limb

Past the pub who saps 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

[Instrumental Outro]