The Smiths - The queen is dead

Farewell ^Bto 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 soun^Dds like a wonderful th^Eing ^BI say Charles don't you ever crave to appear on the front of the Daily Mail ^Ddressed in your Mother's b^Eridal veil' ^{G A G#m G}

And so I ^Bchecked all the registered historical facts and I was shocked into shame to discover how I'm the 18th pale descendent of some old^D queen or ot^Eher Oh h^Bas 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 n^Dever even knew what drugs wer^Ee ^{G A G#m G} So I ^Bbroke 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 sho^Duld hear me^E play piano" We ca^Bn 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 ta^Dlks about castr^Eation ^{G A G#m G} We ^Bcan go for a walk where it's quiet and dry and talk about precious things like love and law and poverty t^Dhese are the things tha^Et kill me

Passed the p^Bub that saps your body and the church who'll snatch your money the Queen is ^Ddead, boys and it's so ^Elonely on a limb

^BLife is very long^D, when you're l^Eonely life is very long, when you're lonely life is very long, when you're lonely life is very long, when you're lonely