Queen on the canal
Manto's, midnight, man in a dress.
I've been sheltered all my life and now I'm curious.
Shaking, nervous, beautiful in drag,
Led into the wilderness and stumboled on my darker side.
They say, one day, if I conform I'll get to feast with the King.
Where is He now when I need Him?
Out from the vines come the bent and the straight.
Purple with juice are the queer and the quaint.
Lift a glass, drink a toast to the queen on the street,
Dream a dream by the old canal of a place without shame, new Jerusalem.
Tell me, prophet of the cards, can the spirit of a woman live in the body of a man?
Faceless voyeur, the worst kind of thief,
To save my soul must I be my own priest.
They say, one day, I must conform and play by the rules.
Where are the rules when I need them?
Now all the village voices crawl into her ears,
"We did not raise you to be this way, you know you've brought a lot of shame".
Now she never gets much sleep with all the village voices whispering her name.
Juliet turner is a wonder.
I've been sheltered all my life and now I'm curious.
Shaking, nervous, beautiful in drag,
Led into the wilderness and stumboled on my darker side.
They say, one day, if I conform I'll get to feast with the King.
Where is He now when I need Him?
Out from the vines come the bent and the straight.
Purple with juice are the queer and the quaint.
Lift a glass, drink a toast to the queen on the street,
Dream a dream by the old canal of a place without shame, new Jerusalem.
Tell me, prophet of the cards, can the spirit of a woman live in the body of a man?
Faceless voyeur, the worst kind of thief,
To save my soul must I be my own priest.
They say, one day, I must conform and play by the rules.
Where are the rules when I need them?
Now all the village voices crawl into her ears,
"We did not raise you to be this way, you know you've brought a lot of shame".
Now she never gets much sleep with all the village voices whispering her name.
Juliet turner is a wonder.