• Song:

    The Queen Is Dead

  • Artist:

    The Smiths

  • Album:

    Genius Steals

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INTRO: G5  A5  G#5  G5

         B5 
Farewell to this land's cheerless marches

hemmed in like a boar between arches

her very Lowness with her head in a sling
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I'm truly sorry but it sounds like a wonderful thing
B5
I say Charles don't you ever crave

to appear on the front of the Daily Mail 
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dressed in your Mother's bridal veil?


         B5
And so I checked all the registered historical facts

and I was shocked into shame to discover

how I'm the 18th pale descendent
           D5           E5
of some old queen or other
    B5
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
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I swear to God, I swear I never even knew what drugs were
     B5
So I broke into the Palace

with a sponge and a rusty spanner

she said: "Eh, I know you, and you cannot sing"
                                      D5          E5
I said: "that's nothing - you should hear me play piano"
     B5
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 apron
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no-one talks about castration
   B5          
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry 

and talk about precious things

like love and law and poverty
 D5                      E5                      
these are the things that kill me

(same as above)

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

and talk about precious things

but the rain that flattens my hair

these are the things that kill me
            B5
Passed the pub that saps your body

and the church who'll snatch your money 
             D5     
the Queen is dead, boys
            E5                              
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
B5                D5              E5         
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
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