I'm easy to meet
Hands of a coal miner
Drunk on the tree
Treat myself worse than my worst enemy
Looking for someone to tangle with me
Searching the Earth like a lost worker bee

And out in the world
I know that somewhere a hard drinking girl
With kindness in reservoirs looks to the sea
Scours the underground, looking for me
Come be the Queen to my lost worker bee

All these promises of gold
But where is my soul?
Overseas in England and oh
I'm bust at the seams
Plastered in Paris or hanging my dreams
From the wind farms of Lancashire
Throw me a line
I'll give you my every day
Read me the scene
The scene with the Queen and the lost worker bee

Out in the world
I know that somewhere a hard drinking girl
With kindness in reservoirs looks to the sea
Scours the underground, searching for me
Come be the Queen to my lost worker bee


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