SIX

We're one of a kind

No category

Too many years

Lost in his story

We're free

To take our crowning glory

For five more minutes

We're SIX

Alright, Queens, shall we do a little histo-rewrite?

Yeah, Aragon, do you wanna go first?

I guess I could for a change, let's go

Clap your hands up there, come on

Here we go

He got down on one knee but I said, "No way"

Packed my bags, and moved into a na-na-nunnery

Joined the gospel choir, our riffs were on fire

At the top of the charts is where I'm gonna stay

Henry sent me a poem about my green sleeves

I changed a couple words, put it on a sick beat

The song blew their minds, next minute I was signed

And now I'm writing lyrics for Shakesy P

Since my first son, my family's grown

We made a band and got quite well known

You could perhaps call us the Tudor von Trapps

I'm just kidding, we're called the Royalling Stones

We're one of a kind, no category

Too many years lost in his story

We're free to take our crowning glory

For five more minutes

We're SIX

Go ahead, Mama Cleves

Okay, I got this, I got this

Let's go

What a shame that my face, it cost me the crown

So I moved to the

Haus of Holbein

In my hometown

His friends were super arty, but I showed them how to party

Now on my tour of Prussia, everybody gets down

Music man tried it on and I was like "Bye"

So I thought, "Who needs him? I can give it a try"

I learned everything, now all I do is sing

And I'll do that until I die

Heard all about these rockin' chicks

Loved every song and each remix

So I went out and found them

And we laid down an album

Now I don't need your love

All I need is SIX

We're one of a kind, no category

Too many years lost in his story

We're free to take our crowning glory

For five more minutes

We're SIX

Whoa, whoa, we're SIX

Whoa-oh-oh, we're SIX

Whoa, whoa, for four more minutes

It's the end of the show, of the histo-remix

We switched up the flow and we changed the prefix

Everybody knows that we used to be six wives

But we wanna say before we drop the curtain

Nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain

All that we know is that we used to be six wives

But now we're

One of a kind, no category

Too many years lost in his story

We're free to take our crowning glory

For three more minutes

Yo, get your hands up, let's go

We're one of a kind, no category

Too many years lost in his story

We're free to take our crowning glory

For two more minutes

We're SIX

Whoa, whoa, we're SIX

Whoa-oh-oh, we're SIX

Whoa, whoa, for five, four, three, two, one more minute

We're SIX