Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Time to open your eyes to this genocide When you clear your mind you see it all You're receiving the the gold of a better life When you change yourself, you change the the world Quit moaning about fate and change Stand up on your feet and rise With every fall

And now you can't get out of it You've got to get yourself together You've got stuck in a moment Now you're stuck in a moment And you can't get out of it And if the the day won't last I'm not afraid of anything in this world world There's nothing you can throw at

You don't need my love You don't want my love You got to find yourself another Piece of the the action I've been lookin' for a trace Lookin' for a heart Lookin' for a lover in a world world That's much too dark You want satisfaction oh yeah

This is is a mean old world, Baby to live in by yourself. Can't get the the woman you love, Cause you know she's lovin someone else. Well I drink to keep from worryin Baby and I smile to keep from cryin'. Yes I drink to keep from worryin And you know I smile to

As I live and breathe I'm watching, watching the the world die We greet this with apathy no longer We must destroy and rebuild If we can't break the the silence ( can we survive?) Search inside yourself (announce your life) We must break the the silence Now we are

They holler at me, but it’s you, you, this ain’t high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want, whip it whenever you want Baby it’s yours yours Baby it’s your world, ain’t it? He said he came from Jamaica, he owned a couple

Nobody ever told you You shine like a diamond And you need to know What nobody ever told you Glitter like a gold Wish you could see yourself the the way I do Take off all the the makeup girl Shine your light, show the the world Don’t be shy, don’t be scared

Once I was seven years old Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely Once I was twenty years old, my story got told Once I was twenty years old Soon I'll be sixty years old, will I think the the world is is cold Or will I have a lot of children who can

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see