Regina Spektor - The Virgin Queen | Текст песни

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• Regina Spektor
• The Virgin Queen

Men who shoot their horses are the
Same men who would like to kiss your hand
(You wait in the ballrooms and the bedroom and the bathroom)
Men who shoot their horses are the
Same men who will go and shoot a friend.
(Save him from chemo husband from chemo)

The virgin queen,
The virgin queen,
The virgin queen,

Headless mother, heartless father,
Ghosts of yes men past and future
In the bedroom you must suture
Up that hole where babies come from
England, oh, England never forsake me
Won't you take me to have and to hold
I may be a cruel, crude woman,
But in the distance i hear Shakespeare mumblin':

Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune
Or to take arms against the sea of troubles, troubles, troubles?

England, England, never forsake me
Won't you take me to have and to hold
I can hear the voices risin'

The virgin queen,
The virgin queen,
The virgin queen,
The virgin queen

In the end you'll try to rule as
Best as you can but the crown gets cold
And the mind gets old
And all the gold
Couldn't buy our souls
A place to come home
Till in the end
There's just a bed and
The things we made had begun
To fade on the distant shores new voices are risin'

The virgin queen,
The virgin queen,
The virgin queen,
The virgin queen