She’s the queen of the hallway lights
Perfect makeup every Friday night
All the boys are begging for a kiss
All the girls are jealous of her bliss

But I’ve seen this movie end before
That crown won’t shine when you’re thirty-four

’Cause my mum is a fat cow now
With two screaming kids and a dog somehow
A husband she hates, a house she hates more
She was the prom queen, now she scrubs the floor
Yeah, you’re the queen today, but here’s the vow:
You’ll end up just like her — a fat cow now

Lip gloss, high heels in the gym
She thinks forever will belong to them
But I know the curse behind the smile
It only lasts for a little while

So when you brag about your reign
All I see is future pain

’Cause my mum is a fat cow now
With two screaming kids and a dog somehow
A husband she hates, a life gone sour
She was the prettiest girl, now she cries in the shower
Yeah, you’re the queen today, but here’s the vow:
You’ll end up just like her — a fat cow now

Enjoy your crown, enjoy your fame
Ten years later, no one knows your name
Perfect face turns into regret
Another prom queen you forget

My mum is a fat cow now
With two screaming kids and a dog somehow
Yeah, you’re the queen today, but here’s the vow:
You’ll end up just like her — a fat cow now

Enjoy your crown (Punk Rock reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

Enjoy your crown (Punk Rock reload)

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