The Queen Is Dead

[G]   [A]   [Abm]   [G]

F[B]arewell to this land's cheerless marches
hemmed in like a boar between arches
her very Lowness with her head in a sling

I[D]'m truly sorry but it s[E]ounds like a wonderful thing

I[B] say Charles don't you ever crave
to appear on the front of the Daily Mail

d[D]ressed in your Mother's bri[E]dal veil?      [G]            [A]                 [Abm]                        [G]

A[B]nd so I checked all the registered historical facts
and I was shocked into shame to discover
how I'm the 18th pale descendent

o[D]f some old qu[E]een or other

O[B]h 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[D] swear to God, I swear I never[E] ev[G]en k[A]new[Abm] what [G]drugs were

S[B]o I broke into the Palace
with a sponge and a rusty spanner
she said: "Eh, I know you, and you cannot sing"

I[D] said: "that[E]'s nothing - you should hear me play piano"

W[B]e 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

n[D]o-one talks abou[E]t castr[G]ation[A]     [Abm]           [G]

W[B]e can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
and talk about precious things
like love and law and poverty

t[D]hese are the things that[E] 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

P[B]assed the pub that saps your body
and the church who'll snatch your money

t[D]he Queen is dead, boys

a[E]nd 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