Life in a Bubble

Run fast to bring the queen her golden goblet of nectar
If you fall down, hand it off—you won’t get paid
But it’s the only way out of this life in a bubble we have today
We can leave this life in a bubble before it’s too late
The black puma with her stormy briefcase grievance
Female tree trunks in an unknown forest of flames
Are still the only way out of this life in a bubble we have today
We can leave this life in a bubble before it’s too late
If you think you’re a girl-boy who was given the incorrect toy
Or you know you’re a woman-man‚ you’ve been dealt a difficult hand
But we all have a pair inside‚ two different lovers
And one must serve the other one’s desires
We will be stuck in a bubble till we make that choice
We can leave this life in a bubble if‚ above the noise
We look at the trouble and heed her voice