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Low
Mary don't know what she want
Joey don't get what he need
Mary just do as she please
Joey cry
Mary, Mary, you're glowing more day by day
Joey's wondering how you got that way
He's feeling dirty, not immaculate
Is it a virtue to emasculate?
Mary laugh. She's barefoot without a care
When Joey going to get his share?
You chose a family so forget romance
Throw out the roses and the frankincense
Mary don't know what she want
Joey don't get what he need
Mary just do as she please
Joey cry
Mary go. Set out into midnight clear
Joey know that the end is near
It's always hard to face the fire
And who the hell needs a new messiah?
Things aren't what they seem to be
In these desperate years B.C.
This can't be the holy land
Nothing here but hate and sand
In my hand my smoking gun
She can't grasp it's more than fun
I could answer wise men's prayers
If I shoved her down the stairs
Spare the world a thousand holy wars
Mary don't know what she want
Joey don't get what he need
Mary just do as she please
Mary don't know what she want
Joey don't get what he need
Mary just do as she please
Joey cry
Yeah? No?
Mary
and Joey