The paranoid great movie queen   Sits idly fully armed   The powder and mascara there   A warning light for charm   We see her every movie night   The strong against the weak   The lines come out and struggle with   The empty voice that speaks      Her heart is oh so tired now   Of kindnesses gone by   Like broken glasses in a drain   Gone down but not well spent   The road from barbary to here   She sold then stole right back   The vanity, insanity her hungry heart forgave   The fading bride's dull beauty grows   Just begging to be seen   Beneath the magic lights that reach from   Barbary to here      Her schoolhouse mind has windows now   Where handsome creatures come to watch   The anaesthetic wearing off   Antarctica starts here