Cleopatra, Where's Your Throne And What Is It To Me?

Please girl, don't say I'm gone

I am coming back tonight

On that big, brute wind

On the summer front tonight

I take you out to torreón

I take you by the hand

I teach you how to cope, don't I?

Now introduce your friends

It takes a long, long time

To get back in that groove of mind

If you see complacency, just tell her I'm alright

See, I've been doubting deity and gambling my rights

I bid high and I aimed true and never asked for more

But when I bid on you, oh girl

I was sleeping on your floor

I don't know the time

But you weary me, I've got to unwind

Tuesday night you suck your wine and spin life like a game

And when you pass out on my floor you ask me for your name

And I say, "honey if I knew, I'd hit you with a hint"

But I don't even want to know, so I call you medusa

I ain't afraid of you, I shield my eyes

And I carry that blade through to you

Cleopatra where's your throne and what is it to me?

Bring back all my animals and find something to eat

Carve your name into my bed and give your maids what for

But they all denounced your kingdom

While you were smoking on my porch

I can't figure why, but when you left

I was heavy as the shanghai sky