The Quing Of Engwin Songtext
von Larry Wish & His Guys

Pale and pretty undercooked
The spaghetti from a book
She does the threading, is the tale
Slow and steady wins the male
Yesterday she wasn′t ready
Yesterday wasn't so good

She couldn′t help it on her throne
Wasn't it kismet on the phone


Now everybody is touching her face with their hands
And everybody is laying their clothes at her feet
And everybody is working in their backyard
And everybody is naming their kids like
Your Highness, would you help me name my kids for me
All hail the trying Quing of Engwin

I hate this
This is stupid
I'm leaving

Frail and agile as a bug
She′s an escapee fugitive
All the attention, all the stuff
Being exalted sure is rough
Now she′s running in between taxis
She's gonna learn how to swim

She couldn′t help it on her throne
Wasn't it people on the phone, hell yeah
She shouldn′t have to on her own