It's 6 a.m., the senator dies
At ten we're sold the usual pack of lies
The wrong man's handcuffed at about 2
I'm checking my account in Vaduz
Gotta buy a new pair of red shoes

I'm cravin' something new
and I don't know why
I'm getting this one too
What need am I fulfilling here?
What driving force am I obeying?
What longing am I satisfying?
What hunger?
Please fill my cup right to the top
and help me live a life that is worthy of a queen
I look down my throne and watch my tiny drones
They're completely unaware that they're
Slaves, they're nothing but slaves
slaving their lives away
For centuries we have played this game
Slaves, there are millions of slaves
living in their private jails
They sell their souls every single day

My new job's waiting in Africa
some foolish party man thought that
he could change our law
tThe masses cry "What a horrible deed"
I spilled his blood, as we had agreed
They call me a heroine, but there's just one thing I need
I'm cravin' somethin' new...
My clients thrive
and yet they whine
"These drones are getting too much pay
and they don't know how to play"
They're so afraid that they call for my aid like I'm
just a good maid who'll spray out the room with raid
They always say on TV that that's the way it's got to be
The papers too, they make you see the only way to be free
Be nice and quiet, just worry about your diet
Your country needs money, so get the loan,
come here and buy it
Give us all you've got, cause
we just need a lot
it's for your country's sake
Please sleep tight and don't wake
Please fill our cups right to the top
and help us live a life that reflects we're royalty
We look down our thrones
we watch our tiny drones
They're completely unaware that their souls belong to us
Bees need their queens
to keep alive their dreams
They rule efficiently
organize society
They care for our home
build it a shiny dome
They fill our hearts with pride
and then take us for a ride!
by Tracey Mun Roe (creation and Copyright)