Mark Eitzel - Queen of No One
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[00:00.000]Queen of No One - Mark Eitzel
[00:13.820]He stands alone with big soft eyes
[00:19.800]He's brittle as Goodwill dishes
[00:24.030]Drained of blood drained of wishes
[00:29.450]He's a solitary ghost under a clock
[00:34.150]He's good only for leaving quarters behind
[00:39.380]He's a gold mine in reverse
[00:44.660]Dripping water and an ancient curse
[00:52.660]Some of them are queens of prejudice and pride
[00:57.740]That dine on heroism
[01:02.490]Some of them are queens of the chaos inside
[01:07.270]And celebrate their indecision
[01:12.270]Raise a toast to being empty inside
[01:16.550]To the new queen of no one
[01:31.580]A shot and a beer for a buck
[01:35.680]Surreal visions when you run out of luck
[01:40.680]He's the crocodile who swallowed the clock
[01:45.270]Waiting to make his soul come unstuck
[01:53.720]Some of them are queens of the ant farms and the ants
[01:58.330]In plain brown paper wrapping
[02:03.160]Well some of them are queens of beauty and truth
[02:08.009]Waiting for someone to help them
[02:12.780]Well raise a toast long live the queen
[02:17.840]The new queen of no one
[02:25.360]New queen of no one
[02:42.160]All the unhappy drunks with their broken backs
[02:45.700]Sooner or later they hang up their hats
[02:51.040]But his life is like a cut that won't bleed
[02:55.600]Leaving him high and dry and stupid with need
[03:03.320]Well some of them are queens of cowardice and luck
[03:07.920]And of soft sky blue distraction
[03:12.940]And some of them are queens of hopelessness and beauty
[03:17.740]And some are at least the queens of someone
[03:22.410]Well raise a toast salute the queen
[03:26.780]The new queen of no one
[03:35.050]The new queen of no one
[03:38.950]The new queen of no one
文本歌词
Queen of No One - Mark Eitzel
He stands alone with big soft eyes
He's brittle as Goodwill dishes
Drained of blood drained of wishes
He's a solitary ghost under a clock
He's good only for leaving quarters behind
He's a gold mine in reverse
Dripping water and an ancient curse
Some of them are queens of prejudice and pride
That dine on heroism
Some of them are queens of the chaos inside
And celebrate their indecision
Raise a toast to being empty inside
To the new queen of no one
A shot and a beer for a buck
Surreal visions when you run out of luck
He's the crocodile who swallowed the clock
Waiting to make his soul come unstuck
Some of them are queens of the ant farms and the ants
In plain brown paper wrapping
Well some of them are queens of beauty and truth
Waiting for someone to help them
Well raise a toast long live the queen
The new queen of no one
New queen of no one
All the unhappy drunks with their broken backs
Sooner or later they hang up their hats
But his life is like a cut that won't bleed
Leaving him high and dry and stupid with need
Well some of them are queens of cowardice and luck
And of soft sky blue distraction
And some of them are queens of hopelessness and beauty
And some are at least the queens of someone
Well raise a toast salute the queen
The new queen of no one
The new queen of no one
The new queen of no one