I made myself a man to kill
I’ve got a right for one call.
Hi, am I talking to the Queen, queen, queen?
I tend to be a real mean me
You gotta kneel - through it all
We know I did an awful thing
Spread it all across the ring
I guess that it would help If I repent?
I’m runnin’ through suburban streets,
Turning slaves into kings
What a moonshine, I’m just scared.
You can call, you can call
For the queen, for the queen-queen
Lay in the bed with a handful of sin-sin
You can call, you can call
For the queen, for the queen-queen
Lay in the bed with a handful of sin-sin
Hi, am I talking to the Queen, queen, queen?
I tend to be a real mean me
You gotta kneel - through it all