Intro: verse 1 Queen of the castle, but she wears no crown, Stones of silver, gilded gown. Can anybody help her hang this mirror? So she can see every change. The view of another was never clearer, The view of a self is strange. verse 2 Oh, she'll rule south in someone else's car, Armed with a dream and a DSLR. I wonder if she fears the city, Or will she translate with ease? I wonder if she's ever been viewed with pity, Even in boots like these. verse 3 She did a year in Manchester, And it rained every other day. The Balkan half of her gave it heart, The Latin half gave way. Bridge They tried to get her on to Joy Division, She said she liked the feel, but it lacked precision. She soon got bored, and took the decision, To listen to James instead. verse 4 I think she thinks it helps her cleanse, Seeing stones through a radio lense. I don't ever know half the story, But it doesn't leave me flat. I know she smiled when she first saw me, I think I can live with that. Verse 5 Oh, she greeted me at the fortress, With a smile and an open palm. A song as old as the stones around me, With easily twice the charm. Verse 6 Her right-hand man took his lense cap, Slipped it in his fitted jeans, Said the light was perfect, And immortalised the scene. Outro Ooooooooooooooooooooh, Ooooh, ooooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Ooooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh. Ooooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Ooooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh.