If Queen Boadicea is long dead and gone

still then the spirit in her children's children's

children still lives on



but if you've lost your faith in love

and music oh the end won't be long

because if it's gone for you then I

too may lose it and that would be wrong

you know I've tried so hard from falling

back into my old ways

and it chars my heart to always hear you calling

calling for the good old days

because there were no good old days

these are the good old days



and it's not about, tenements and needles and all the evils in their eyes and the backs

of their minds. daisy chains, and school-yard games, and a list of things we said we'd do tomorrow...

the arcadian dream has all fallen through,

but the Albion sails on course

so man the decks and hoist the rigging

because the pig-man's found the source

and there's twelve rude boys on the oars