Ice Queen

Third Reign: Her feeding heart and cold command Enough to make you quit your band Well, there’s only so much frostbite one can take You’ve heard her bitter orders before To leave your sandals outside her door And go skating on the Ice Queen’s lonely lake I’d save all my lovin’ for you If only I knew what you would do: Let me loose or condemn me at your frozen stake I’d be a martyr if I could And stand where the burning saints have stood On the altar of wood by the Ice Queen’s lonely lake It’s like a prison in this room With the cigarettes and hot perfume Something’s got to thaw out our mistakes But I feel like a fish in a waterfall One of these days, I’ll sprout legs and crawl Away from the banks of the Ice Queen’s lonely lake We’ve been up all night on this powdery binge I can still smell the lust that the wind drags in It’s the only habit I’ve got that’s worthy to break We could check into rehab and seal the deal And feel what the super-celebrities feel Or turn the wheel straight into the Ice Queen’s lonely lake Her reindeer are bridled; her peasants are gauche They are starving in line: she offers brioche But winning their naïve trust is a piece of cake They’d float to Alaska to polish her nails Come back bloodied and tied to her sails Back from a crusade on the Ice Queen’s lonely lake The bar of demarcation is set Once etched in the earth, it’s hard to forget So stand where the poor young Confederates once did shake When our scorched-earth policies have failed And your Mason-Dixon address gets no mail, Just surrender yourself to the Ice Queen’s lonely lake From Sierra Madre to Branson, Missouri A blizzard is coming, she’s showing her fury to you – this is no false alarm, no fake; Like the perfect conquest of the abortion pill, like the simple saga of Jack and J---, It’s a cold moment till the Ice Queen’s lonely lake.