Faded Queen of the Night
She always turns the charm on
So they’ll think she’s humble and strong
Seems so charitable, down to earth
She’s playing by her own sense of right and wrong
Waxes lyrical with tales of the industry
Flaunts her friendship with famous faces
Namedrops by the bucketload
While sucking up to the corporate aces
But don’t you dare question her version of things
You’ll be met with her venomous bite
She’s the jaded old queen of the silver screen
The faded queen of the night
She’s got her yes men and women around her
She loves her hangers-on full time
Anyone who’ll convince her she’s still relevant
Make excuses for her crimes
Youth and beauty seem to be on her side
While the screen test slowly decays
Her fifteen minutes were up twenty years ago
But to her mind she’s Doris Day
But don’t you dare question her view of herself
You may die from her venomous bite
She’s the jaded old queen of the movie scenes
The faded queen of the night
She’s talking of that long-promised comeback
But the airwaves broadcast radio silence
Settling long forgotten scores from years ago
With outbursts of verbal violence
Repeats the same stories of her self-proclaimed glory
On an alcoholic loop
She’s the eternal glamour girl to her adoring cult
They don’t care how low she stoops
But you’ll know better than to mess with this immortal viperess
Lest you succumb to her deadly bite
She’s the jaded old queen of the silver screen
The faded queen of the night
Yes you’ll know better than to mess with this immortal viperess
Lest you succumb to her deadly bite
She’s the jaded old queen of the silver screen
The faded queen of the night
Lyrics: Aidan Cross
Music: Armstrong/Cross/Edwards/Kloos/Sarsen