S.T.G

Sonic teenage Guinevere, sunbeam-scenequeen Loves her dollhouse livin' Armani-armoured silver-stallion saints Flock around their prize High flying producer Day-child trembling Spahn-ranch rain-king dancing And the wheel turns For the Manchild is arissen Omnipothead, killer-god on the bus That buzz to never, never, never-ever land Too much runny paint to make sense Too honest liars to eye Lancelot is choking on the rosemary Only looking back and back and back and back Back to where the babies blood paint doors Teenage Guinevere is no more You can't kill me, I'm already dead You can't catch me, I've already fled You can't free me, I'm already free And Ill change your destiny Trust in me, I'll change your destiny! Sonic teenage Guinevere Sonic teenage Guinevere Sonic teenage Guinevere Sonic teenage Guinevere