Queen of Tomorrow by The Twilight Hours Lyrics
I wanna tell you how I came to be a broken man
I was living with the singer in a local band
Such a sweet situation I don't understand how it could
End up in sorrow
Week day mornings she would leave for work
To be the second secretary to a postal clerk
I would remain on the sofa watching Captain Kirk
My main man of tomorrow
No mercy how she let me down
Now I know Queen Mary don't fool around
I keep calling information but she flew away
To the city by the ocean where she lives to day
Where are you, I wonder?
No number' no number
She had a blue Rickenbacker lying on its back
And a colossal home stereo speaker stack
With a customized quarter inch input jack
And it was hard not borrow
But I remember that she told me when she turned to go
Don't play that guitar through my stereo
Those are hand me down speakers and they're bound to blow
And I can't stand the sorrow
Well the hair on my Mary was burning red
And her clothes made a circle all around her bed
She was a decent little singer, the band was called
Queen of Tomorrow
Well I'm dedicated amateur electric hack
And there was heavy temptation from the speaker stack
When she came home early and the shit was jacked she said
Sayonara
I got a job as a dime store clerk
And know her song is on the speaker every day at work
I keep dreaming of the palace where she lives today
I keep hoping I can see her when she comes to play
I was living with the singer in a local band
Such a sweet situation I don't understand how it could
End up in sorrow
Week day mornings she would leave for work
To be the second secretary to a postal clerk
I would remain on the sofa watching Captain Kirk
My main man of tomorrow
No mercy how she let me down
Now I know Queen Mary don't fool around
I keep calling information but she flew away
To the city by the ocean where she lives to day
Where are you, I wonder?
No number' no number
She had a blue Rickenbacker lying on its back
And a colossal home stereo speaker stack
With a customized quarter inch input jack
And it was hard not borrow
But I remember that she told me when she turned to go
Don't play that guitar through my stereo
Those are hand me down speakers and they're bound to blow
And I can't stand the sorrow
Well the hair on my Mary was burning red
And her clothes made a circle all around her bed
She was a decent little singer, the band was called
Queen of Tomorrow
Well I'm dedicated amateur electric hack
And there was heavy temptation from the speaker stack
When she came home early and the shit was jacked she said
Sayonara
I got a job as a dime store clerk
And know her song is on the speaker every day at work
I keep dreaming of the palace where she lives today
I keep hoping I can see her when she comes to play