Magazine

Up in the little room looking down

Everybody's passing time

Princess dressed in wool, dreaming eyes

Whispering her rhymes

"Rain, play my song today

No one wants to know me anyway"

Perfect lover where are you?

I can't wait much more for you to come true

Shining prince inside my head

Live inside a palace underneath my bed

And everybody knows who they are

In a velvet garden of rhinestone stars

Shine down on me satin queen, overlords of insane scenes

They go dancing 'cross the pages of the magazine

Typewriter steel and gray, work away

Everybody's going home

Over across town, caught in a crowd

Still living alone

A little room for her out of the rain

A little something for the pain

Lady-in-waiting potentially

For the Lord of the rock 'n' roll aristocracy, see

Dreaming in photographs at night

Love's like sand held in your hand so tight

And everybody know who they are

In a velvet garden of rhinestone stars

Shine down on me satin queen, overlords of insane scenes

They go dancing 'cross the pages of the magazine

Yeah, the magazine

Everyday's like the day before

Come in tired and lock the door

Paint your space with magic hands

Shining slick and dandy, smile at your fans

"C'mon pretty boy, sing for us"

Take me over the edge

I know you're good enough

And everybody knows who they are

In a velvet garden of rhinestone stars

Shine down on me satin queen, overlords of insane scenes

They go dancing 'cross the pages of the magazine

Yeah, the magazine, yeah, yeah, yeah