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Elizabeth, this time it isn't you But she who shouts and blasts us with blue The brilliance of making war Rotten to the very core She's hammered planks across my door Some sensitivity might pull us through. And the Evil Queen of England Puts us down So cold so heartless And oh so glory bound Queen of evil and of iron Can't you see there's people crying.