The Twilight Hours - Queen of Tomorrow lyrics

I wanna tell you how I came to be a broken man I was living with the singer in a local band Such a sweet situation I don't understand how it could End up in sorrow Week day mornings she would leave for work To be the second secretary to a postal clerk I would remain on the sofa watching Captain Kirk My main man of tomorrow No mercy how she let me down Now I know Queen Mary don't fool around I keep calling information but she flew away To the city by the ocean where she lives to day Where are you, I wonder? No number' no number She had a blue Rickenbacker lying on its back And a colossal home stereo speaker stack With a customized quarter inch input jack And it was hard not borrow But I remember that she told me when she turned to go Don't play that guitar through my stereo Those are hand me down speakers and they're bound to blow And I can't stand the sorrow Well the hair on my Mary was burning red And her clothes made a circle all around her bed She was a decent little singer, the band was called Queen of Tomorrow Well I'm dedicated amateur electric hack And there was heavy temptation from the speaker stack When she came home early and the sh** was jacked she said Sayonara I got a job as a dime store clerk And know her song is on the speaker every day at work I keep dreaming of the palace where she lives today I keep hoping I can see her when she comes to play