May you always be blessed With good train karma (All hail ye sparkly queen) May your life ravel out Like a novel and a good one May your crotch never itch May you always be a bitch May your memories Be your stories May you own what you know May your blue collar Turn silver in your sleep May your metrocard Never run out May you always come out To hear the band When they play Your favorite songs May your water Pass through you As gentle and rushing As a stream May your life run out Like a scattering dream May your life be shoot the star And the red middle Always fall out May the city not degrade you May she offer you community May the stranger girls Who pass you On the sidewalk smile May the nipple Always serve you May you suck on her to wisdom It's the sparkle In the queen areola It's the sparkle In the queen areola