Words and music by Roddy Frame





Here come a million Johnny Yens again

Hard pushed, hard bitten, that's a show

They've got their tickets and they're spying out

For somewhere safe where they can go

Like a big black train they're coming through

Singing hey

We do the Queen's Tattoos

Singing hey

We do the Queen's Tattoos



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You must have seen our scene

We've been on the news

Singing hey

We do the Queen's Tattoos



That kind of love gets all the biggest kicks

From Martin Fry and Mills and Boone

But it's got no guts

It's got no big kicks

My love and I will kill it soon

You gotta melt your guns

They're playing our tune



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My love and I will kill it soon

You gotta melt your guns

They're playing our tune

Singing hey



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