Lyrics:

Born In The World Of A Fifty-Dollar Dream
tailor-Made Coat With A Straight Back Seam
just Cant Resist The Twilight Life Of A Queen
takin Pocket Money Givin Shady Secrets Back
soft-Spoken Sillhouette Is Part Of The Act
mothers Undertaker Wouldnt Dig You A Hole In The Wall

glycerine Queen Fightin Hard To Win
glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen
whats The Matter, Queenie, Wont They Let You In
glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen

five Will Get You Ten Here On The Prowl Again
put Your Pot Of Gold In The Lions Den
your Parasite Mind Aint The Truly Respectable Kind
your Life-Style Past Is Gonna Get You Soon
spend A Few Years In A Padded Room
a Book Full Of Blues, Bad Memories To Pass The Time

glycerine Queen Fightin Hard To Win
glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen
whats The Matter, Queenie, Wont They Let You In
glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen

we All Laughed At The Glycerine Queen
we All Laughed At The Glycerine Queen
whats The Matter, Queenie, Wont They Let You In

glycerine Queen Fightin Hard To Win
glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen
whats The Matter, Queenie, Wont They Let You In
glycerine Queen, Glycerine Queen