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 and 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 'em free

And let 'em 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 warnings passed, the gassed

And flaccid kids are flung across the stars

The psychodramas and the traumas gone

The songs are left unsung and hung upon the scars

And then along comes Mary

And does she wanna see the stains, the dead remains of all the pains

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)

Sweet as the punch (Sweet as the punch)

Sweet as the punch