Strange Magic - No Heaven for Betsy

I hope
This is like heaven for you
I hope
You're wanting for nothing
I hope
Every obstacle you come across
Makes some space for your giant head

You fall asleep on a feather bed

You've got
More than anyone could ever possibly need
You've got
A fleet of ships waiting at the dock
You're not even the queen

Perhaps a monarch of misery

I know a place where you can go
To get away from it all
Those unwashed masses
Who have the nerve to share
The same air as you

Let them eat cake

Written by:
Javier Romero

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