Texty:
Good The Bad The Queen The

When the hard day come from the magical lamp That you touch there And you can't get home, it doesn't compare You got all love and war Now we're all uptight

Standing on the dark canal By the gas works Celebrate the ghosts gone by When the love hurt And the medicine man here twenty four seven You can get it

of the clouds And charged up the satellites And we all got our energy back And started talking again It?s the blessed routine For The Good The Bad And The Queen

Over Lord Hills Bridge we must go Where the hearts burn at night and the guns unload Oceanographers are charting the rise of the seas Today is a submarine

Another wave crashed over you It put you in a spell On a cold place you know well It pulls you further out to sea Under the lights at Tilbury I still

I wrote this song years ago Late at night somewhere On the Goldhawk Road I was never sure how or why Before the war and the tidal wave Engulfed us all

Another wave crashed over you It pull you in a spell If I know you I wish you well It'll pull you further out to sea It'll pull you in a dream it's

Over lord hills bridge we must go Where the hearts burn at night and the guns unload Oceanographers are charting the rise of the seas Today is a submarine

out of he clouds And charged up the satellites We all got our energy back and started talking again It's the blessed routine For The Good, The Bad And The Queen