Queen of Kings

You're a magic wish with sparkle power
Half a sandwich in the morning shower
Write a letter on a ragged apron
Throw a bottle in the flooded basement

You and I we swam troubled water
All the doubts that we refused to slaughter
Now we know what crazy means
Now we know who killed the childhood queen
We're on the inside now, o my
Don't cry

We're the oracles of paste and makeup
All the love notes we get paid to rake up
After all the crowds have gone
After the killing in the Colosseum

It's a tragedy of tiny portions
Lose your strength in spite of your contortions
Through your whiskers you detect a change
The queen of kindergarten pushes you on stage
You better give it all away
You may still save the day



Credits
Writer(s): Joel Kraft
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