Ballad of Anneline K - Tribe After Tribe

She’s still in that game

With the man that built suncity

It’s the wedding of the year

Strange love affair

We all ate our hearts out

The temptation they put in our way

It’s whirl around so what’s new

Who has been seen with whom

She’s leaving home

Who will be the guest

With aristocratic bloodlines

Society read for breakfast

It’s party season

Crimes for passion

Sundays at four

By the stainglass window

It’s party season

Wasps with no sting come

She’s invited them

A photogenic couple

Facing the tattle tale

Guided by the faceless ones

On starlit nights and dazzling evenings

She’s still in that game

She’s still in that game

She still calls his name

Starlit nights and dazzling

She’s still in that game

She’s still in that game

She still calls his name

Dazzling

Dazzling evenings

Dazzling evenings

In dazzling

She’s still, she’s still

She’s still

Dazzling

She’s still in that game

In that game

In that game

In that game

She’s still in there

She’s still