歌词
Every time I think that I'm the only one
Who's only someone cause of me
And every now and then I spend the time
In rhyme and verse and curse those causing me
And then along comes Mary
And does she want to give me hicks
And be my steady chick and give me pick of memories
Or maybe rather gather tales
From all the perils and tribulations
No one ever sees
When we met I was sugar out for lunch
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
Ba ba ba ba
When vague desire is the fire in the eyes
Of chicks whose sickness is the games they play
And when the masqueraders play the neighbor folks
Make jokes on who is most to blame today
And then along comes Mary
And does she want to set 'em free
And send them to see reality from where she got it made
And will they struggle much with cold
That such a tender touch of hers
Will make them not the same
When we met I was sugar out for lunch
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
Ba ba ba ba
And when the morning of the warnings pass the gassed and flaccid kids
All from across the stars
The psychodramas and the dramas of unsolved
So left unsung and hung up on the scars
And then along comes Mary
And does she want to see the stains
The dead remains of all the pain
She left the night before
Or rather will the waking eyes reflect the lies
And make them realize
Their urgent cry for sight no more
When we met I was sugar out for lunch
Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch
Sweet as the punch
Sweet as the punch
Sweet as the punch
Sweet as the punch
