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letra de the queen is dead (live in boston) - the smiths

[verse 1]
(farewell) to this land’s cheerless marshes
hemmed in like a boar between archers
her very lowness with her head in a sling
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?

[verse 2]
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 othеr
oh, has the 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 never even knew what drugs were
(oh, oh-oh, oh)

[verse 3]
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 apr-n
no-one talks about
[verse 4]
past the pub that saps your body
and the church who’ll sn-tch 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

- the smiths

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