I’m the lovechild of the Queen.
My blood is blue, it is not green.
I was born to live upon the throne.
Instead I sign up on the dole.
Suppose my father was a King.
Gifts to us he did not bring.
Now everytime I see a crown.
It only makes me want to frown.
You can see, there’s something else I need.
To help me on my way
Everytime that I think I’m gonna cry.
But I’d smile and I’d smile.
But I haven’t the got the time.
We’re the bastards of the Queen.
Our blood is blue know what I mean.
We were born to live upon four thrones.
Instead we sign up on the dole.
Suppose our father was a King.
Gifts to us he did not bring.
Now everytime I see a crown.
It only makes me want to fucking frown.
You can see, there’s something else I need.
To help me on my way
Everytime that I think I’m gonna cry.
But I’d smile and I’d smile.
But I haven’t the got the time.
I haven’t got the time.