The Freedom Spark
Album - 25 settembre 2006 - Debaser id 353415

I'm the sixth queen
I'm the wrong queen
I've got mascara running through my bloodstream
I'm on the hot step
I've got a broken heart
I want to be a cherry lipped little cheap tart

There's a boy with a monobrow and club foot
And his family own all his villages huts
So I'll travelled to New York
And sold my crotch for a dollar and a short

But there's a symphony in my heart
And I've lost all my morals
Down an alleyway, boot polish, sky gaze
Bloody murder, my life has moved in strangeways
I was the sixth queen from the start
But I cast all my morals
On a tube train, boot polish, sky gaze
Bloody murder my life has moved in strangeways

I've got secrets trapped in my fishnets
I'm a coward man that works in an office block
I was a child who craved for a new world
I was a boy who yearned to be a cover girl
I learnt the history, and read about the six queens
I decided life should be about playing for the other team
I broke society wit a lipstick shot
Now my life has grown for old to hot

But there's a symphony in my heart
And I've lost all my morals
Down an alleyway, boot polish, sky gaze
Bloody murder, my life has moved in strangeways
I was the sixth queen from the start
But I cast all my morals
On a tube train, boot polish, sky gaze
Bloody murder my life has moved in strangeways

But theres a tragedy in my heart
But I've lost all my morals
Down an alleyway, boot polish, sky gaze
Bloody murder, my life has moved in strangeways
I was the sixth queen from the start
But I cast all my morals
On a tube train, boot polish, sky gaze
Bloody murder my life has moved in strangeways

I've penned your poison 1000 times
You think you're mighty, I believe you're a swine
You're a disgusting child and everyone thinks so
I'm confused about how I want to be, am I you or are you me
A whisper will shout down most of my ego

So tell me, when the night moves slow, do your green shades grow
Is it jealousy or an ago?
Are you really, really that witty, when you're sitting at home being pretty clipping your nails with my old man?

See me, I'm not Edward, I've never been Edward
Darling I'm just a mere mistake
But I stay free! If i'm not Edward, i'll never be Edward
So Eddie is just a chance to be fake!

So you sit down and order a pint, do you want a friend or do you want a fight?
I can see the tears behind your fist
You may think this is just a joke, a little joke to promote my own
But darling, its the most truth your ears know!

So tell me, when the night moves slow, do your green shades grow
Is it jealousy or an ago?
Are you really, really that witty, when you're sitting at home being pretty clipping your nails with my old man?

See me, I'm not Edward, I've never been Edward
Darling I'm just a mere mistake
But I stay free! If i'm not Edward, i'll never be Edward
And Eddie is just a chance to be fake!