Merry-Go-Round

I'm getting sick on this merry-go round
Think I just might puke all over the crowd
Billie challenged me for my crown
Just like a king, challenged by a fool clown

Billie, it’s the end of your road
You're no match for me. You're copper, I’m gold
Grab onto the carousel pole
Round and around and around you go

I sent Billie back to hell
It's where all of the flops should go and be
Who's a match for the Marchantress spell?
I'm the one and only Dark Pop Queen