Along Comes Mary   





Every time I think that  

I'm the only one who's lonely 

Someone calls on me 

And every now and then  

I spend my time at rhyme and verse 

And curse those faults in me 

 

And then along comes Mary 

And does she want to give me kicks and be my steady chick 

And give me pick of memories 

Or maybe rather gather tales from all the fails and tribulations 

No one ever sees 

When we met I was sure out to lunch 

Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch 

 

When vague desire is the fire  

In the eyes of chicks whose sickness 

Is the games they play 

And when the masquerade is played  

The neighbor folks make jokes 

At who is most to blame today 

 

And then along comes Mary 

And does she want to set them free and  

Let them see reality 

From where she got her name 

And will they struggle much  

when told that such a tender touch of hers 

Will make them not the same 

When we met I was sure out to lunch 

Now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch 

 

And when the morning of the warning's passed 

The gassed and flaccid kids 

Are flung across the stars 

The psychodramas and the traumas gone  

The songs have all been sung 

And hung upon 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 will their waking eyes reflect the lies  

And make them realize 

Their urgent cry for sight no more 

When we met I was sure out to 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