Cathie's Crown

Don't want your kind anymore.
And your narrow mind, that's for sure.
I die each time
I hear this sound:
"Here she co-o-o-o-omes. That's Cathie's crown."

I've gotta stand tall.
You know one can't crawl.
But when I know Mike tells lies
Then the media spins some jive
I won't play ball

Don't want your kind anymore.
And your narrow mind, that's for sure.
I die each time
I hear this sound:
"Here she co-o-o-o-omes. That's Cathie's crown."

When I see it's so clear
That our kids have much to fear
Dontcha think it's kinda sad
Your belief in the corporate fad,
Or don't you even care?

Don't want your kind anymore.
And your narrow mind, that's for sure.
I die each time
I hear this sound:
"Here she co-o-o-o-omes. That's Cathie's crown."
That's Cathie's crown.
That's Cathie's crown.