You walk to the temple on the boulevard   You know the way in 'cause you're the son of God   She opens the door with a sardonic glance   You drop to the floor making your plans      It's a real cool parody   That's my dragon lady   In a low society with no variety   She lives a tongue on cheek dream      There's something in her eyes that nature denied   She's a whirlwind creature of cultural ties   A preacher of schemes and self denial   She talks up a storm with news and belial      It's a real cool parody   That's my dragon lady   In a low society with no variety   She lives a tongue on cheek dream      The clock on the mantle hands stop crossed   The rug on the floors a resting place for the dust   The talk of the town yet she's never been seen   A loving relation with a well trained machine      It's a real cool parody   That's my dragon lady   In a low society with no variety   She lives a tongue on cheek dream