| I’d say off with her head
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| But I can’t pretend I won’t be scared
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| Of the one
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| That appears there with the dawn
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| Will the music come the same way?
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| How am I to know from where it grows?
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| Will the fire die without Lucifer’s light?
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| I believed in him just like he believed in me
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| What am I supposed to be without?
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| Oh to be the life and soul will be the death of me
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| Dethrone th Party Queen of old
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| Protect the dynasty
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| Ther’ll be successors in the wings
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| To sing for the ants and sycophants
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| Long as they keep Her Royal Highness high
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| And long live the spirit of the Queen but
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| I think I’ve seen all that there is to see
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| Dionysus lived through me
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| I believed in him just like he believed in me
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| What am I supposed to be without?
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| Oh to be the life and soul will be the death of me
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| Dethrone the Party Queen of old
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| Protect the dynasty
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| I believe in all the rumours and I can’t ignore the scars
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| I head the muffled whispers and the sniggers in the bars
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| And every time I ask the mirror
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| «Who's the fairest of them all?»
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| It laughs me right out the door
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| Oh to be the life and soul will be the death of me
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| Protect the dynasty |