[00:00.00] 作词 : Bennett Scott/Fred Godfrey/Allan James Mills
[00:00.81] 作曲 : Bennett Scott/Fred Godfrey/Allan James Mills
[00:01.62]Take me back to dear old Blighty
[00:05.09]Put me on the train for London town
[00:08.52]Take me anythere
[00:10.31]Drop me anywhere
[00:12.13]In Liverpool
[00:13.10]Leeds or Birmingham
[00:13.99]but I don’t care I should like to see...
[00:41.21]Farewell to this land's cheerless marches
[00:46.55]Hemmed in like a boar between arches
[00:49.81]Her very Lowness with her head in a sling
[00:52.38]I'm truly sorry but it sounds like a wonderful thing
[01:00.06]I say Charles don't you ever crave
[01:03.60]To appear on the front of the Daily Mail
[01:07.34]Dressed in your Mother's bridal veil?
[01:17.12]And so I checked all the registered historical facts
[01:20.59]And I was shocked into shame to discover
[01:23.77]How I'm the 18th pale descendent
[01:27.40]Of some old queen or other
[01:30.82]Oh has the world changed, or have I changed?
[01:34.16]Oh has the world changed, or have I changed?
[01:37.53]Some nine year old tough who peddles drugs
[01:40.62]I swear to God, I swear I never even knew what drugs were
[01:51.17]So I broke into the Palace
[01:54.44]With a sponge and a rusty spanner
[01:57.57]She said: 'Eh, I know you, and you cannot sing
[02:00.45]I said: 'that's nothing - you should hear me play piano
[02:04.87]We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
[02:08.51]And talk about precious things
[02:11.63]But when you are tied to your mother's apron
[02:15.02]No-one talks about castration
[02:25.38]We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
[02:28.85]And talk about precious things
[02:32.04]Like love and law and poverty
[02:36.76]These are the things that kill me
[02:39.53]We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
[02:43.10]And talk about precious things
[02:45.99]But the rain that flattens my hair
[02:50.34]These are the things that kill me
[03:03.46]Passed the pub that saps your body
[03:06.60]And the church who'll snatch your money
[03:09.56]The Queen is dead, boys
[03:12.03]And it's so lonely on a limb
[03:16.98]Pass the pub that wrecks your body
[03:20.19]And the church, all they want is your money
[03:22.87]The Queen is dead, boys
[03:25.38]And it's so lonely on a limb
[03:42.94]Life is very long, when you're lonely
[03:56.46]Life is very long, when you're lonely
[04:10.22]Life is very long, when you're lonely
[04:24.03]Life is very long, when you're lonely

作词 : Bennett Scott/Fred Godfrey/Allan James Mills
作曲 : Bennett Scott/Fred Godfrey/Allan James Mills
Take me back to dear old Blighty
Put me on the train for London town
Take me anythere
Drop me anywhere
In Liverpool
Leeds or Birmingham
but I don’t care I should like to see...
Farewell to 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 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?
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 other
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
I swear to God, I swear I never even knew what drugs were
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 apron
No-one talks about castration
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
Like love and law and poverty
These are the things that kill me
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
Passed the pub that saps your body
And the church who'll snatch 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
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