Testi musica canzoni

Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes
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
Dear Charles, don't you ever crave
To appear on the front of the Daily Mail
Dressed in your mother's bridal veil?

So I checked all the registered historical facts
And I was shocked into shame to discover
How I'm the 18th pale descendant
Of some old queen or other

Has the world changed or have I changed?
Has the world changed or have I changed?
As some 9-year old tough peddles drugs
(I swear I never even knew what drugs WERE)

And so, I broke into the Palace
With a sponge and a rusty spanner
She said,