Death Of A Drag Queen - Sponge



In heaven and made up she felt so cold

the thing she wanted was not hers to own

somebody take me home

somebody take me home



One day she stole him into her dreams

Now behold it a love supreme

Here is a human in unusual form

and finds a mans man

and now love adorns



Here comes the death of a drag queen

The death of a drag queen



Pursed and tragic fully obscene

Funs her man up the lumberjack queen

While someone sits at home

While someone is alone

While someone sits at home

While someone is alone



Death of a Drag Queen



With my murder style it will bring him home, home



Dried blood on make up

and her skin all torn

a resurrection smile

is the last thing she wore

she ain't never goin' home



Death of a Drag Queen



(Evil dances to the sound of a Bosa Nova beat



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