.She's the queen of cliche,
Lit from the highest tower;
She loves to entertain you,
But she charges by the hour.
Here among the flowers
Of faith and hope I stand.
While you are buried in the mass
Of weeds you sowed by hand.
You're looking for a saviour;
A queen fro.
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