Red Eyed Junkie Queen - The Midnight Ghost Train

I call in and linger

With just a touch of your finger

Inside the palm of my hand

You’re selling your body

Because you wanna be naughty

And you just don’t give a damn

You hide in the rain

And you’re calling my name

At the corner of 10th

But it’s the size of your chest

And not the price of your dress

That keeps them coming on back

And are you satisfied?

Cause they pay to see you cry

And the pulsing of your scream

Red eyed junkie queen

You try to be near them

But you can only just fear them

That’s just the play of the game

You freeze up your soul

With all the blow up your nose

That could have served you on ice

You swallow your pride

When you crawl up inside

Another stranger’s bed

But the touch of your skin

Displays the whole that your in

A learning scent on your back

And are you satisfied?

Cause they pay to see you cry

And the pulsing of your scream

Red eyed junkie … queen

And are you satisfied?

Cause they pay to see you cry

And the pulsing of your scream

Red eyed junkie queen

And are you satisfied?

Cause they pay to see you cry

And the pulsing of your scream

Red eyed junkie queen