Up in the little room looking down   Everybody's passing time   Princess dressed in wool, dreaming eyes   Whispering her rhymes      "Rain, play my song today   No one wants to know me anyway"   Perfect lover where are you?   I can't wait much more for you to come true      Shining prince inside my head   Live inside a palace underneath my bed      And everybody knows who they are   In a velvet garden of rhinestone stars   Shine down on me satin queen, overlords of insane scenes   They go dancing 'cross the pages of the magazine      Typewriter steel and gray, work away   Everybody's going home   Over across town, caught in a crowd   Still living alone      A little room for her out of the rain   A little something for the pain   Lady-in-waiting potentially   For the Lord of the rock 'n' roll aristocracy, see      Dreaming in photographs at night   Love's like sand held in your hand so tight      And everybody know who they are   In a velvet garden of rhinestone stars   Shine down on me satin queen, overlords of insane scenes   They go dancing 'cross the pages of the magazine   Yeah, the magazine      Everyday's like the day before   Come in tired and lock the door   Paint your space with magic hands   Shining slick and dandy, smile at your fans      "C'mon pretty boy, sing for us"   Take me over the edge   I know you're good enough      And everybody knows who they are   In a velvet garden of rhinestone stars   Shine down on me satin queen, overlords of insane scenes   They go dancing 'cross the pages of the magazine   Yeah, the magazine, yeah, yeah, yeah