The Kiters - Ballad of a Fallen Queen Lyrics

Singing while you're driving on an unpaved road
Tears down your cheekbones and a timid shrug
Thinking to rewind all the things undone

But you're the one, you're the beef
The tremendous chic
And it's a shame you regret
What you should forget

Literate and informed about this or that
Wave your fist around like a marionette
Stealing all the words when you're on the scene

Auto-ironic, self-esteem
With a touch of pedantry
Singing loud protest songs
But the will is now all gone

And is this what you desire?
All the things that you admire?
Dear, what you think was notable
Was just a poster on a wall

Drawing on your notebook almost all the time
Planning all the hours on the safe gridlines
Ticking all the dos and pulling off the don'ts

But it's a torture in the night
When the plan is out of sight
And all the things that you suspect
Are just ruining your aspect

Dawning of an unfit with a silver fame
Sweetening the rhymes to step up his game
Milking all the money from the golden trice

And yes, the job is very light
Are you getting heard tonight?
For all the things that they can get
You're just another silhouette

And is this what you desire?
Checking in and then retire?
Well, when you're done looting the shelf
I hope you'll be fine with yourself