[00:00.640]Oh! Take me back to dear old Blighty,
[00:04.950]Put me on the train for London Town,
[00:08.660]Take me anywhere,
[00:10.253]Drop me anywhere,
[00:12.212]Liverpool, Leeds or Birmingham
[00:13.727]But I don't care,
[00:15.739]I should like to see my......
[00:37.055](I don't bless them)
[00:40.477]Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes
[00:45.884]Hemmed in like a boar between arches
[00:49.175]Her very Lowness with a head in a sling
[00:51.683]I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like a wonderful thing
[00:59.598]I said Charles, don't you ever crave
[01:03.177]To appear on the front of the Daily Mail
[01:06.913]Dressed in your Mother's bridal veil?
[01:11.301]Oh~
[01:16.865]And so, I checked all the registered historical facts
[01:20.000]And I was shocked into shame to discover
[01:23.474]How I'm the 18th pale descendant
[01:27.027]Of some old queen or other
[01:30.501]Oh, has the world changed or have I changed?
[01:33.793]Oh has the world changed or have I changed?
[01:37.267]Some nine-year old tough who peddles drugs
[01:39.801]I swear to God
[01:40.480]I swear, I never even knew what drugs were
[01:45.365]Oh~
[01:51.060]So, I broke into the palace
[01:54.325]With a sponge and a rusty spanner
[01:57.433]She said, "Eh, I know you, and you cannot sing"
[02:00.150]I said, "That's nothing, you should hear me play piano"
[02:04.695]We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
[02:08.326]And talk about precious things
[02:11.409]But when you're tied to your Mother's apron
[02:14.857]No-one talks about castration
[02:19.611]Oh~
[02:25.149]We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
[02:28.754]And talk about precious things
[02:32.020]Like love and law and poverty
[02:34.371]Oh, these are the things that kill me (kill us)
[02:38.864]We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
[02:42.442]And talk about precious things
[02:45.368]But the rain that flattens my hair
[02:48.163]Oh, these are the things that kill me (kill us)
[02:53.414]All their lies about make-up and long hair, are still there
[03:02.792]Past the pub who saps your body
[03:05.900]And the church who'll snatch your money
[03:08.434]The Queen is dead, boys
[03:11.282]And it's so lonely on a limb
[03:16.402]Past the pub that wrecks your body
[03:19.536]And the church, all they want is your money
[03:22.305]The Queen is dead, boys
[03:24.970]And it's so lonely on a limb
[03:42.498]Life is very long, when you're lonely
[03:56.186]Life is very long, when you're lonely
[04:09.822]Life is very long, when you're lonely
[04:23.536]Life is very long
[04:25.835]When you're lonely