Queen Jane Approximately

When your mother sends back
All your invitations
And your father to your sister he explains
That you're tired of yourself and
All of your creations

Won't you come and see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come and see me, Queen Jane?

Now the flower lady wants back what
She has have lent you
And the smell of her roses does not remain
When all your children
They all start to resent you

Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all the clowns
That you have commissioned
They've all died in battle or in vain
You find yourself sick of all this repetition

Won't you come and see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all of your advisers
They all heave their plastic
At your feet to convince you of your pain
Trying to prove that your conclusions
Should be more drastic

Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come and see me, Queen Jane?

Now when all the bandit's that you
Turned your other cheek to
All throw down their bandannas and complain
You want someone you don't have to speak to

Won't you come and see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come see me, Queen Jane?

Won't you come and see me, Queen Jane?
Won't you come and see me, Queen Jane?