God save the queen The fascist regime They made you a moron A potential H bomb
God save the queen She's not a human being and There's no future And England's dreaming
Don't be told what you want Don't be told what you need There's no future No future No future for you
God save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves
God save the queen 'Cause tourists are money And our figurehead Is not what she seems
Oh God save history God save your mad parade Oh Lord God have mercy All crimes are paid
Oh when there's no future How can there be sin We're the flowers In the dustbin We're the poison In your human machine We're the future Your future
God save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves
God save the queen We mean it man There's no future In England's dreaming God save the queen
No future No future No future for you
No future No future No future for me
No future No future No future for you
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Glen Matlock / John Lydon / Paul Thomas Cook / Stephen Philip Jones
God Save the Queen lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc
C.: d.c., you’re late. You’re never late for anything. Why are you late today?
d.: What am I late for Cal.E.?
C.: To write our blog.
d.: Oh, right. I’m sorry. I was watching a television show and lost track of time.
C.: It must have been an interesting show. What was it about?
d.: It’s about Jeremy Clarkson and his farming operation.
C.: Who now?
d.: Jeremy Clarkson. He’s a rich guy that explores different jobs. He does things like blow up his house to see what will happen.
C.: That doesn’t sound safe.
d.: That’s what the nearest township told him. Anyway, he’s now farming sheep and growing potatoes and wasabi on the English countryside. He has a cable television show about it, and it’s funny.
C.: What’s wasabi?
d.: An herb that Japanese chefs use to spice up their food. It’s really hot and really expensive.
C.: That sounds boring.
d.: No, it’s quite interesting to someone who grew up in the country on a farm. It’s funny to watch people who didn’t have the benefit of several generations of advice about farming and ranching handed down to them. It also gave me an idea for a T.V. show I want to pitch to a cable network.
C.: What’s the show going to be about?
d.: Working at The Kennel. Although we can’t use specific names of the inmates at The Kennel or their specific situations, I can make up stories about inmates based on the experiences we have with them. I can modify their actual problems and give viewers a general idea of what you and I must deal with on a day-to-day basis…
C.: Isn’t that what we do with this blog? And wasn’t the original name of this blog “The Kennel” before I changed it to reflect the fact that I, Calculating Einstein Kat of the Planet of the Talking Cats is the supreme ruler of this corner of the universe?
d.: You mean, a being who can’t spell the word “Corner” correctly oversees part of the universe?
C.: I spell it with a K because my last name starts with a K. My human brother changed the spelling of my last name because he said that I’m a unique cat, so I needed a unique spelling for my last name. Why don’t you capitalize the letters in your name,
d.c.? And who spells Scott with one T?
d.: Because when I came up with my pen name, Eudora discovered that there is another D.C. Scott who was a mystery writer, and another who was a rapper.
C.: Where did the spelling for your last name come from?
d.: My pen name is my three sons middle names. All three are adopted, and when my youngest son came to us, his first name was spelled with only one T. That’s why I spell my last name with one T.
C.: O, I C Y 1 T.
d.: And I see from the clock on the wall that it’s time to end this blog for the day.
C.: So join us tomorrow for another episode of Cal.E.’s Korner.
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