Queen Sophie For President

Impossibly persistent, waiting for the chance
To take over for the head
That was amputated
Or had simply withered away

So eager to take the shape
Of the previous container
Like some vile liquid
Try to boil it out, but the oven is off

Piled up underneath
Supporting their feet
Are the husks of their priors

Hollow like their values
But, it won’t hold their weight
Eventually they will start to crack
That vile liquid leaks but the pilot light might keep

Tear at your sprained neck and suffer
Scream out your sprained neck and suffer
Never get better and never do anything

And, if it still survives
Just burn the whole house down
It won’t burn with the oven off

That damn persistent slime
Just burn the whole house down
Never get better and never do anything

It’s like cooking with the oven off
Keep trying to cook with the oven off