Dancing in the Temple (Of the Mad Queen Bee)

Dancing in the temple of the mad queen bee
 Deep in the cinnamon forest
 She offers me crickets, she offers me tea
 In the court of her enchanted palace
 Asks me if I wanna stay
 Sing with the trolls and the fays
 Swim in her emerald lake
 I'm dancing in the temple
 Of the mad queen bee
 The jesters are weeping, the cyclops are gone
 She sits on a throne made of bees
 She's weaving at night, she's knits all day long
 Her children, made out of fleas
 And there, in a state of trance
 She sees me and gives me her hand
 I see the ogre polish the rainbow
 As I'm dancing in the temple of the mad queen bee
 A sip from the well, I'm locked in a spell
 Trapped in a grim fairy tale
 Endless the fun, I wish I had a gun
 Dancing forever from room to room
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 The dance of fandango, we do minuet
 Waltz in her shadow palais
 Listen to the strings of the goblin quartet
 See the magic ballet
 Asked me if I want to stay
 Sing with the trolls and the fays
 Swim in her emerald lake
 I'm dancing in the temple of the mad queen bee
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 I sip from the well, I'm locked in a spell
 Trapped in a grim fairy tale
 Endless the fun, I wish I had a gun
 I'm dancing in the temple of the mad queen bee