Queen of the Fools - Rover

Funny how it sounds

Much better without you

See the noise is gone

I’m playing without you

I guess your place for sure

Was behind a desk

Dressing dolls for money

Here’s your success

Thinking that the world

Could not turn without you

Constipated minds

Won’t make it without you

They should pay me twice

To be in your shoes

Bankers, lawyers, honey

They won’t get the blues

Thinking that you rise?

You’re on the wrong ladder

Sure if it’s money-wise

You’re queen of the fools

It gave you a dirty mind

Ambitious and cruel

I think you crossed the line

More headaches and jewels

With your tiny heart

You spit in the soup

Sure, you could nail a prophet

And then stick to your rules

What’s the matter with you?

You can’t confess?

Too much sins to carry

One more or less !

You’re such a sad little girl

You’re such a sad little girl