Oh! Take me back to dear old Blighty,
Put me on the train for London Town,
Take me anywhere,
Drop me anywhere,
Liverpool, Leeds or Birmingham
'Cause I don't care,
I should like to see my...

Por tierra, por mar.

Farewell... to this land's cheerless marshes
Hemmed in como un jabalí entre flecheros,
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
aparecer en la portada del Daily Mail
vestido con el velo de novia de su madre?

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?
As some 9-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 and you cannot sing!"
I said: "That's nothing, you should hear me play piano!"

Podemos dar un paseo por un lugar tranquilo y seco
y hablar de cosas preciosas
But when you're tied to your Mother's apron,
nadie habla de la castración.

Podemos dar un paseo por un lugar tranquilo y seco
y hablar de cosas preciosas,
como el amor, la ley y la pobreza.
Estas son las cosas que me matan.

Podemos dar un paseo por un lugar tranquilo y seco
y hablar de cosas preciosas,
But the rain that flattens my hair
Estas son las cosas que me matan.

All their life, hacen el amor and then pierce through me

Pass the Pub who saps your body
y la iglesia who'll snatch your money
La Reina, chicos,
And it's so lonely on a limb

Pass the Pub that wrecks your body
y la iglesia - all they want is your money
La Reina ha muerto, chicos,
And it's so lonely on a limb

La vida es muy larga cuando uno está solo
La vida es muy larga cuando uno está solo
La vida es muy larga cuando uno está solo
La vida es muy larga cuando uno está solo

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held
It pays my way y me corrode el alma
I want to leave, you will not miss me
I want to go down in musical history

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a sickening wreck
I've got the 21st century breathing down my neck
I must move fast, you understand me
I want to go down in celluloid history, Mr. Shankly

Fame, fame, fatal fame
It can play hideous tricks on the brain
But still I'd rather be famous than righteous or holy
Any day, any day, any day

But sometimes I'd feel more fulfilled
Making Christmas cards with the mentally ill
Quiero vivir, quiero amar
I want to catch something that I might be ashamed of

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held
It pays my way and it corrodes my soul
Oh, I didn't realize that you wrote poetry
I didn't realize you wrote such bloody awful poetry, Mr. Shankly

Frankly, Mr. Shankly, since you ask
You are a flatulent pain in the ass
I do not mean to be so rude
Still, I must speak frankly, Mr. Shankly
Oh, give us your money

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
And as I climb into an empty bed
Oh well. Enough said.
I know it's over - still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
Oh...

… Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
See, the sea wants to take me
The knife wants to slit me
¿Crees que puedes ayudarme?

… Sad veiled bride, please be happy
Handsome groom, give her room
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly
(Though she needs you
More than she loves you)
And I know it's over - still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
Over and over and over and over
Over and over, la...

… I know it's over
And it never really began
But in my heart it was so real
And you even spoke to me, and said :
Si eres tan gracioso,
¿por qué estás solo esta noche?
Y si eres tan listo,
¿por qué estás solo esta noche?
Si eres tan entretenido
¿por qué estás solo esta noche?
Si eres tan guapo
¿por qué duermes solo esta noche?
I know...

… 'Cause tonight is just like any other night
That's why you're on your own tonight
With your triumphs and your charms
While they're in each other's arms..."
Es tan fácil reír
Es tan fácil odiar,
Se necesita para ser gentil y amable
una y otra y otra y otra vez.

Es tan fácil reír
Es tan fácil odiar
Se necesitan para ser gentil y amable
una y otra vez.
El amor es natural y real,
But not for you, mi amor
Not tonight, mi amor
Love is natural and real
But not for such as you and I, my love

… Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my ...
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can even feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my...

When you walk without ease
On these streets where you were raised
I had a really bad dream
Duró 20 años, 7 meses y 27 días
And I know alone that I never, ever oh
Had no one ever

Now I'm outside your house
estoy solo
And I'm outside your house
I hate to intrude

Oh, estoy solo, estoy solo,
estoy solo, estoy solo, estoy solo, estoy solo.

And I never, never oh
Had no one ever
I never had no one ever
I never had no, no one ever
Had no one never
Never, no, oh

A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day
So I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side
While Wilde is on mine

So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
All those people, all those lives, where are they now?
With-a loves, and hates and passions just like mine
They were born, and then they lived, and then they died
Seems so unfair, I want to cry
You say: "'Ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn"
And you claim these words as your own
But I've read well and I've heard them said,
cien veces, tal vez menos, tal vez más.

If you must write prose and poems the words you use should be your own
Don't plagiarise or take "on loan"
'Cause there's always someone, somewhere with a big nose, who knows
And who trips you up and laughs when you fall
Who'll trip you up and laugh when you fall
You say: "'Ere long done do does did"
Words which could only be your own
And then produce the text from whence was ripped
Some dizzy whore, 1804

A dreaded sunny day, so let's go where we're happy
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Oh, Keats and Yeats are on your side
A dreaded sunny day, so let's go where we're wanted
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Keats and Yeats are on your side, but you lose
'Cause whale blubber Wilde is on mine
Sugar

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
When I said I'd like to smash every tooth
In your head
Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
When I said by rights you should be
Bludgeoned in your bed

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her Roman nose
And her walkman started to melt

Bigmouth
Bigmouth
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
To the Human race

Bigmouth
Bigmouth
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
To the Human race

Bigmouth
Bigmouth
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
To the Human race

Bigmouth
Bigmouth
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
To the Human race...

The boy with the thorn in his side
Behind the hatred, there lies
A murderous desire for love

How can they look into my eyes
And still they don't believe me?
How can they hear me say those words
Still they don't believe me?
And if they don't believe me now
Will they ever believe me?
And if they don't believe me now
Will they ever, they ever believe me?
Oh, oh, oh, oh

The boy with the thorn in his side
Behind the hatred there lies
A plundering desire for l-l-love

How can they see the love in our eyes
And still they don't believe us?
And after all this time
They don't want to believe us
And if they don't believe us now
Will they ever believe us?
And when you want to live
How do you start?
Where do you go?
Who do you need to know?
Oh, oh, oh, oh

I was minding my business
Lifting some lead off the roof of the Holy Name church
It was worthwhile living a laughable life
To set my eyes on the blistering sight

Of a Vicar in a tutu, he's not strange
He just wants to live his life this way

A scanty bit of a thing covered with a decorative ring
Wouldn't cover the head of a goose
As Rose collects the money in a cannister
Who comes sliding down the bannister?

Vicar in a tutu, he's not strange
He just wants to live his life this way

The monkish monsignor with a head full of plaster
Said, "My man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned"
As Rose counts the money in the cannister
As natural as rain, he dances again, my God

The Vicar in a tutu, oh yeah
Oh yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, ah

The Vicar in a tutu, oh yeah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

The next day in the pulpit with freedom and ease
Combatting ignorance, dust with disease
As Rose counts the money in the cannister
As natural as rain, he dances again and again and again

In the fabric of a tutu
Any man could get used to
And I am the living sign
And I am the living sign, I am the living sign
I'm the living sign, I am the living sign
I'm the living sign, sign, I am the living sign

Llévame afuera esta noche,
Where there's music and there's people
And they're young and alive
Driving in your car
I never, never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Anymore

Llévame afuera esta noche,
porque quiero ver gente
y quiero ver la vida.
Driving in your car
Oh, please don't drop me home
Because it's not my home, it's their home
And I'm welcome no more

Y si un autobús de dos pisos
Crashes into 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, "Oh God, my chance has come at last"
But then a strange fear gripped me
And I just couldn't ask

Take me out tonight
Oh, 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, la-di-dum
Oh, I haven't got one
Oh, oh

And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into 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

Oh, there is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out
There is a light and it never goes out

Desde la edad de hielo hasta la edad de paro,
solo hay una preocupación.
Acabo de descubrir que…

Algunas chicas son más grandes que otras,
Algunas chicas son más grandes que otras,
Las madres de algunas chicas son más grandes que las madres de otras chicas.
Algunas chicas son más grandes que otras,
Algunas chicas son más grandes que otras,
Las madres de algunas chicas son más grandes que las madres de otras chicas.

Como le dijo Antonio a Cleopatra
al abrir una caja de cerveza.
¡No te veas!

Algunas chicas son más grandes que otras,
Algunas chicas son más grandes que otras,
Las madres de algunas chicas son más grandes que las madres de otras chicas.
Algunas chicas son más grandes que otras,
Algunas chicas son más grandes que otras,
Las madres de algunas chicas son más grandes que las madres de otras chicas.

Envíame la almohada (almohada), aquella en la que sueñas, envíame la almohada (almohada), aquella en la que sueñas, y te enviaré la mía.