Tara's in a bad mood - you'd better back off
A phantom pain has called the rain
To wash away the mess she made
All was peaceful in our quiet, humble town
But now you've brought about the storm
Hey man, don't say I didn't warn you
She's a woman who will take sides with the weather
If you want to see the sun
It's now or never
All behold a house of June
And not a minute here too soon
We see the dawning of a new, enlightened time
Now that baby's got a blade
The Third Estate will get a name
The sound is fury on your radio
We're not pretenders
But we're after the throne
She's gonna get a guillotine
Assert her sovereignty
The streets are red
But I still love my tyrant queen
Oh, Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake with fear
Oh Tara
Baby, you're a scream
You bring the Terror
When you're next to me
The night is burning, we are earning
Reputations as the blurring
Of the work of heart and mind that will be done
Though the doubtful will be raging
At the war that we are waging
Tara knows that though the struggle will be long
Soon the engines of the world will hum along
She's gonna get a guillotine
Assert her sovereignty
The streets are red
But I still love my tyrant queen
Oh, Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake with fear
Oh Tara
Baby, you're a scream
You bring the Terror
When you're next to me
You wanted the world
And we just wanted a waterslide
With Tara by my side
I see the truth
That now you're getting nothing
And we'll take it all for us
Until we throw it all away
And make a break like Cincinnatus
You want a natural law
That says it's all against the all
You better find yourself a branch to break your fall
Tara's in a bad mood - you'd better back off
Tara's in a bad mood - you'd better back off
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Tara's in a bad mood - you'd better back off
A phantom pain has called the rain
To wash away the mess she made
All was peaceful in our quiet, humble town
But now you've brought about the storm
Hey man, don't say I didn't warn you
She's a woman who will take sides with the weather
If you want to see the sun
It's now or never
All behold a house of June
And not a minute here too soon
We see the dawning of a new, enlightened time
Now that baby's got a blade
The Third Estate will get a name
The sound is fury on your radio
We're not pretenders
But we're after the throne
She's gonna get a guillotine
Assert her sovereignty
The streets are red
But I still love my tyrant queen
Oh, Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake with fear
Oh Tara
Baby, you're a scream
You bring the Terror
When you're next to me
The night is burning, we are earning
Reputations as the blurring
Of the work of heart and mind that will be done
Though the doubtful will be raging
At the war that we are waging
Tara knows that though the struggle will be long
Soon the engines of the world will hum along
She's gonna get a guillotine
Assert her sovereignty
The streets are red
But I still love my tyrant queen
Oh, Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake with fear
Oh Tara
Baby, you're a scream
You bring the Terror
When you're next to me
You wanted the world
And we just wanted a waterslide
With Tara by my side
I see the truth
That now you're getting nothing
And we'll take it all for us
Until we throw it all away
And make a break like Cincinnatus
You want a natural law
That says it's all against the all
You better find yourself a branch to break your fall
Tara's in a bad mood - you'd better back off
Tara's in a bad mood - you'd better back off
A phantom pain has called the rain
To wash away the mess she made
All was peaceful in our quiet, humble town
But now you've brought about the storm
Hey man, don't say I didn't warn you
She's a woman who will take sides with the weather
If you want to see the sun
It's now or never
All behold a house of June
And not a minute here too soon
We see the dawning of a new, enlightened time
Now that baby's got a blade
The Third Estate will get a name
The sound is fury on your radio
We're not pretenders
But we're after the throne
She's gonna get a guillotine
Assert her sovereignty
The streets are red
But I still love my tyrant queen
Oh, Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake with fear
Oh Tara
Baby, you're a scream
You bring the Terror
When you're next to me
The night is burning, we are earning
Reputations as the blurring
Of the work of heart and mind that will be done
Though the doubtful will be raging
At the war that we are waging
Tara knows that though the struggle will be long
Soon the engines of the world will hum along
She's gonna get a guillotine
Assert her sovereignty
The streets are red
But I still love my tyrant queen
Oh, Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake
Tara makes you quake with fear
Oh Tara
Baby, you're a scream
You bring the Terror
When you're next to me
You wanted the world
And we just wanted a waterslide
With Tara by my side
I see the truth
That now you're getting nothing
And we'll take it all for us
Until we throw it all away
And make a break like Cincinnatus
You want a natural law
That says it's all against the all
You better find yourself a branch to break your fall
Tara's in a bad mood - you'd better back off
Tara's in a bad mood - you'd better back off
Writer: Justin Zeppa
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid