Badlees Queen Of Perfection
Well, I take off my shoes When I walk in her door And try my best to levitate 'Cross her living room floor 'Cause you can't leave tracks When you're on hallowed ground She'll just make you sweep 'em up Like you're being hunted down She's the queen of perfection Everybody knows why She's the queen of perfection And she's soon gonna die She says, "your body is a temple, boy You ought to treat it well But you trash the place and rent it out Like it's some cheap motel" Then she takes away my plate Before I've finished my meal And works on my hygiene Against my will She's the queen of perfection Everybody knows why She's the queen of perfection And she's soon gonna die Well, Marie Antoinette, she said, "Let 'em eat cake" While she should have been planning Her own damn escape Now I smile 'cross the table At my lady supreme Knowin' that her coffee's laced With Mr. Clean She's the queen pf perfection Everybody knows why She's the queen of perfection And she's soon gonna die She's the queen of perfection Everybody knows why She's the queen of perfection And she's soon gonna die
