The Queen Is Dead (take Me Back To Dear Old Blighty) Lyrics - Rank - The Smiths

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 

But I don't care, 

I should like to see my 

I don't bless them 

Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes 

Hemmed in like a boar between arches 

Her very Lowness with a head in a sling 

I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like a wonderful thing 

I said Charles, don't you ever crave 

To appear on the front of the Daily Mail 

Dressed in your Mother's bridal veil? 

Oh 

And so, I checked all the registered historical facts 

And I was shocked into shame to discover 

How I'm the 18th pale descendant 

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 

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're tied to your Mother's apron 

No-one talks about castration 

Oh 

We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry 

And talk about precious things 

Like love and law and poverty 

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, 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 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 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 

Life is very long, when you're lonely