Woke up with glitter in my hair, phone on the floor
Empty pizza boxes, what am I living for?
Another weekend lost, a blurry memory maze
Guess moderation's just a word from bygone days

Call me Queen of Excess, champion of the splurge
Got a one-track mind, gotta feed the urge
Ice cream for breakfast, dancing 'til the dawn
Living life in fast-forward, can't hit the pause button

Binge on laughter, binge on tears, binge on everything in sight
Yeah, I'm a binger, baby, living life on overdrive
Got a million feelings, gotta feel them all at once
Maybe it's a problem, but I'm having way too much fun

Got a closet full of clothes, haven't worn them twice
Books on the shelf, unread stories and advice
But tonight's a dance party, a one-woman show
Let the music take control, let the good times flow

Call me Queen of Excess, champion of the splurge
Got a one-track mind, gotta feed the urge
Sparkling wine for lunch, karaoke 'til I'm hoarse
Living life in technicolor, can't ignore the force

Binge on laughter, binge on tears, binge on everything in sight
Yeah, I'm a binger, baby, living life on overdrive
Got a million feelings, gotta feel them all at once
Maybe it's a problem, but I'm burning way too bright

Maybe someday I'll slow down, take a breath and see
But for now, I'm chasing rainbows, wild and fancy free

Binge on life, binge on love, yeah, I'm a binger, that's enough

"Fool, Fool," was Abbott's word; he turned that name
Outward upon a world of pretty creatures
With rooks' pleasant voices and rats' sweet features,
Born of their mothers noble yet sunk in shame,
Mouthing and nosing, flapping and creeping to fame,—
Inward upon himself if in their faithless ways
He'd sniffed at gold, love, glory in other days
Or anywise had forgot to honor his Dame.

But Fool had the world said too, because he dwelt
Lone in his tower, long after the occasion
Of minatory Authority's invasion;
The King had gone and Paul restored his right
Yet he clung to his cold and poverty and night
And leaned in the rain; the rain came down unfelt.