The Queen
is dead
- The Smiths,
is this the last great punk record?
—> God save the Queen RIP. It’s all about the Death of England of course.
The video was directed by the English art-film director Derek Jarman who was making his film ‘The Last of England’ around the same time; the guitar lines are by Johnny Marr and snip and snipe like a revolution; but the lyrics by Stephen Morrissey are extraordinary, worthy of T S Eliot:
Take me back to dear old Blighty
Put me on the train for London Town,
Take me anywhere,
Liverpool, Leeds or Birmingham
I don’t care…
Farewell to this land’s cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between arches
Her very Lowness with a head in a sling
Oh but it sounds like a wonderful thing
I said 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 and ashamed to discover
How I’m the eighteenth pale descendant
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 never even knew what drugs wereSo, 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’re tied to your Mother’s apron
No-one talks about castrationOh…
We can go for a walk where it’s quiet and dry
And talk about precious things
Like love and law and poverty
Oh, 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…
Oh, these are the things that kill me
All their lies about make-up and long hair, are still there
Past the pub who saps your body
And the church who’ll snatch your money
The Queen is dead, boys
But it’s so lonely on a limb

2 notes, June 3, 2012