Elizabeth, this time it isn't you
But she who shouts and blasts
us with blue
The brilliance of making war
Rotten to the very core
She's hammered planks across
my door
Some sensitivity might pull us through.
And the Evil Queen of England
Puts us down
So cold so heartless
And oh so glory bound
Queen of evil and of iron
Can't you see there's people crying.
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