What Difference Does It Make?
All men have secrets and here is mine so let it be known for we have been through hell and high tide
I think I can rely on you and yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown but still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So what difference does it make so what difference does it make?
It makes none, but now you have gone and you must be looking very old tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why because you asked me to
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I've only got two hands well, I'm still fond of you
So what difference does it make what difference does it make?
It makes none, but now you have gone and your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and then I lied just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won't see me anymore well, I'm still fond of you
But no more apologies, no more no more apologies
I'm too tired, I'm so sick and tired
And I'm feeling very sick and ill today but I'm still fond of you
Panic
Panic on the streets of London panic on the streets of Birmingham
I wonder to myself could life ever be sane again?
The Leeds side-streets that you slip down
I wonder to myself hopes may rise on the Grasmere
But Honey Pie, you're not safe here
So you run down to the safety of the town
But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside I wonder to myself
Burn down the disco hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE
Hang the blessed DJ because the music they constantly play
On the Leeds side-streets that you slip down
Provincial towns you jog around
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ
HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ, HANG THE DJ
The Queen Is Dead
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
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
Has the world changed, or have I changed?
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: 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 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 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
How Soon Is Now?
I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth how can you say I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved just like everybody else does
I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and the heir of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth how can you say I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved just like everybody else does
There's a club if you'd like to go you could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own and you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry and you want to die
When you say it's gonna happen now well, when exactly do you mean?
See I've already waited too long and all my hope is gone
You shut your mouth how can you say I go about things the wrong way
I am human and I need to be loved just like everybody else does
This Charming Man
Punctured bicycle on a hillside desolate will Nature make a man of me yet?
When in this charming car this charming man
Why pamper life's complexities when the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat?
I would go out tonight but I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's gruesome that someone so handsome should care
A jumped-up pantry boy who never knew his place
He said return the rings he knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
I would go out tonight but I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's gruesome that someone so handsome should care
This charming man this charming man
A jumped-up pantry boy who never knew his place
He said return the rings he knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
There Is A Light That Never Goes Out
Take me out tonight where there's music and there's people who are young and alive
Driving in your car I never never want to go home because I haven't got one anymore
Take me out tonight because I want to see people and I want to see life
Driving in your car please don't drop me home because it's not my home
It's their home and I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus crashes in to us
To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten ton truck kills the both of us
To die by your side well the pleasure, the privilege is mine
Take me out tonight take me anywhere, I don't care I don't care, I don't care
And in the darkened underpass I thought God, my chance has come at last
But then a strange fear gripped me and I just couldn't ask
Take me out tonight take me anywhere, I don't care I don't care, I don't care
Driving in your car I never never want to go home Because I haven't got one no, I haven't got one
And if a double-decker bus crashes in to us
To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten ton truck kills the both of us
To die by your side well the pleasure, the privilege is mine
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
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