Snow Queen

High on a snow covered mountain
 From her throne she looks down at the clowns
 Who think youth can be found in a fountain
 High on the wings of her rhythms
 She will smile at the guys who come on with their eyes
 But she'll never dance with them
 And in smoke filled rooms of electric sound
 A legend is built around... The Snow Queen
 You may believe you're a winner
 But with her you'll soon bite the dust
 And discover you're just a beginner
 You may not think you're a loser
 But in mid-air you'll be hung while
 you trip on your tongue
 And it'll only amuse her
 In the morning haze you are frozen there
 Caught in the icy stare ofThe Snow Queen
 No my friend she doesn't want what you're selling
 Oh, my friend there must be a place you can hide
 And into the night you'll fade knowing you lost the game
 And that's just how she got her name of The Snow Queen