Rock on Gold dust woman take your silver spoon,
And dig your grave...
Heartless challenge,
pick your path, and I'll pray
Wake up in the morning, see your sunrise, lovers go
down.
Lousy lovers pick their pray, but they'll never cry out
loud.
[Chorus]
Did she make you cry? Make you break down? Shatter your illusions of
love?
Is it over now? Do you know how? To pick up the pieces and go home...
Rock on
ancient queen, follow those who pale in your shadow...
Rulers make bad lovers, you better put
your kingdom up for sale
