The Queen - Bang

Yesterday she ran her house

Milking bashful buyers

When money creased, her waiting hand

She catered strange desires

Her splendid easy woman

Would gladly grace your side

Beneath their creamy ecstasy

Revealing scars they hide

Beneath the glow of a neon sky

She vowed to find her fame

No matter what the price may be

She’d do it just the same

No matter what the price may be

She’d do it just the same

Then one day a mark appeared

Set for any price

Requesting service so bizarre

No one could he entice

The Queen alone could see delight

In his twisted head

With racing pulse and burning thighs

She led him to her bed

Beneath the glow of a neon sky

She vowed to find her fame

No matter what the price may be

She’d do it just the same

And now we watch her closing door

Her joy will soon take wing

Her need for fame is over now

The Queen has found a King