We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
All their lies about make-up and long hair, are still there
But the rain that flattens my hair, oh
Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes
Liverpool, Leeds or Birmingham but I don't care
She said, "I know you and you cannot sing"
Dressed in your Mother's bridal veil?"
And talk about precious things
To appear on the front of the Daily Mail
And the church all they want is your money
I said, "Charles, don't you ever crave
And I was shocked into shame to discover
Like love and law and poverty, oh oh
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
Of some old queen or other
And talk about precious things
No one talks about castration, oh
And the church who'll snatch your money
Oh, has the world changed, or have I changed?
The Queen is dead, boys
But when you're tied to your Mother's apron
I swear to God, I swear, I never even knew what drugs were
Oh has the world changed, or have I changed?
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
Past the Pub who saps your body
The Queen is dead, boys
And it's so lonely on a limb
These are the things that kill me
Life is very long, when you're lonely
With a sponge and a rusty spanner
Take me anywhere, drop me anywhere
These are the things that kill me
Some 9-year old tough who peddles drugs
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
I said, "That's nothing, you should hear me play piano"
Her very Lowness with a head in a sling
I don't bless them
I'm truly sorry but it sounds like a wonderful thing
Life is very long, when you're lonely
Past the Pub that wrecks your body
So, I broke into the palace
How I'm the 18th pale descendant
And so, I checked all the registered historical facts
And it's so lonely on a limb
I should like to see my
Life is very long, when you're lonely
