Silver Queen

[Intro — Spoken] Hm? The Silver Queen has arrived. Kneel. [Verse 1] Silver Queen, entering the room Four little subordinates bow before her throne Heads down low, don't make a sound Her royal authority shakes the ground Silver Queen, the whip in hand A little discipline, they'll understand Such ordinary minds, such ordinary skills How fortunate they are to serve my will [Pre-Chorus] They thank me for my patience They thank me for my grace They thank me for the honor Of knowing their place One mistake? What a shame. [Chorus — Rhythmic Chant] Demerit! Demerit! Demerit! Silver Queen is always right Silver Queen works day and night Four little fools, one brilliant mind Such a perfect leader, so hard to find Demerit! Demerit! Demerit! Bow down, bow down Before the silver crown Hmph. [Verse 2] Silver Queen, another glorious day Two superiors politely step away One brings tea upon a silver tray The other says, "Promotion? Right away!" Such incredible achievements Such astonishing success They are worried for their positions And I couldn't care less [Pre-Chorus] They're discussing my promotion They're impressed beyond belief What a fascinating situation To be everyone's superior chief One more cup? Yes, please. [Chorus — Rhythmic Chant] Demerit! Demerit! Demerit! Silver Queen is always right Silver Queen works day and night Four little fools, one brilliant mind Such a perfect leader, so hard to find Demerit! Demerit! Demerit! Bow down, bow down Before the silver crown [Verse 3 — Rapid Vocals] Silver Queen is very busy Everyone is making trouble No one thinks, no one listens Every little task gets doubled I must teach them I must lead them I must generously forgive them Such a burden Such a duty Such extraordinary beauty [Break — Spoken] Four subordinates. Two superiors. One queen. Six admirers. Hm. Naturally. [Bridge — Cold, Elegant] No photograph No name to see A thousand followers All worship me The crown is mine The throne is mine The glory is mine The future is mine They call it arrogance I call it excellence They call it fantasy I call it evidence [Final Chorus — Powerful] Demerit! Demerit! Demerit! Silver Queen, magnificent Silver Queen, omnipotent Every failure, every crime Another lesson on my time Demerit! Demerit! Demerit! Four shall bow And two shall kneel My royal greatness Is very real Demerit! Demerit! Demerit! Bow down, bow down Before the silver crown! [Outro — Spoken, Music Fades] Another perfect day. Another glorious victory. The Silver Queen has spoken. ... A little more to the right? ... Demerit. Demerit. Demerit. DEMERIT!