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Viktor Neborak

SHE 3

(rap performance by Kids of the Queenie)

3

(crazy lady)
alone in the lilies you’re walkin’, walkin’
white tops wearin’
eyes on the trees you’re
paintin’, paintin’
you’re the queen of
the cretins my crazy lady

when you walk into shrines
gates crumble behind ‘em
with their claws they scratch
the cretins at a wedding

you’re the queen of
the cretins
the temp’s 90 degrees
don’t lead me lordy
to her hot chamber

darkness falls from the soul
the wine’s hot and thick
but the queenie’s cryin’
over the snout of a pig

you’re the queen of
the cretins
you’re-a-wi-ld wi-ld qu eenie
we be dancin’ in the wind
I CAN SAY-IT-A-GAIN

You’re the queen of
the cretins
you’re-a-wi-ld wi-ld qu e enie
we be dancing in the wind
I CAN SAY-IT-A-GAIN

you’re the queen of the cre . . .

SHE 3

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SHE 3

(rap performance by Kids of the Queenie)

3

(crazy lady)
alone in the lilies you’re walkin’, walkin’
white tops wearin’
eyes on the trees you’re
paintin’, paintin’
you’re the queen of
the cretins my crazy lady

when you walk into shrines
gates crumble behind ‘em
with their claws they scratch
the cretins at a wedding

you’re the queen of
the cretins
the temp’s 90 degrees
don’t lead me lordy
to her hot chamber

darkness falls from the soul
the wine’s hot and thick
but the queenie’s cryin’
over the snout of a pig

you’re the queen of
the cretins
you’re-a-wi-ld wi-ld qu eenie
we be dancin’ in the wind
I CAN SAY-IT-A-GAIN

You’re the queen of
the cretins
you’re-a-wi-ld wi-ld qu e enie
we be dancing in the wind
I CAN SAY-IT-A-GAIN

you’re the queen of the cre . . .

SHE 3

(rap performance by Kids of the Queenie)

3

(crazy lady)
alone in the lilies you’re walkin’, walkin’
white tops wearin’
eyes on the trees you’re
paintin’, paintin’
you’re the queen of
the cretins my crazy lady

when you walk into shrines
gates crumble behind ‘em
with their claws they scratch
the cretins at a wedding

you’re the queen of
the cretins
the temp’s 90 degrees
don’t lead me lordy
to her hot chamber

darkness falls from the soul
the wine’s hot and thick
but the queenie’s cryin’
over the snout of a pig

you’re the queen of
the cretins
you’re-a-wi-ld wi-ld qu eenie
we be dancin’ in the wind
I CAN SAY-IT-A-GAIN

You’re the queen of
the cretins
you’re-a-wi-ld wi-ld qu e enie
we be dancing in the wind
I CAN SAY-IT-A-GAIN

you’re the queen of the cre . . .
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