Mary Malone Of Moscow

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My new shoes are pinching Guess they'll soon wear in Once I went so high That I never came down again Won't you tell me what goes wrong When it's coming on so strong? Can't digest, cattle uneasy, air of unrest Greek may tax the north pole Jews, the hemisphere But Lee the king of kings Has put them in the clear He can be heavy with his chalk And his emancipated tulk Cast off, royal stones, massacre's bones Mary Malone of Moscow E for electric dead Caught forty Morris nursеs Feeding the birds in her head I can't bеlieve this cosmic joke I tried to break the news, it broke Well's bone dry, friends gone away, no supply Mary, won't you help me? The going's gotten heavy again Sacred Bo is the place for me And the furze is the place for the rain My old heart is aching Aching for some sign Sign of the wonderful man Who tries to rate your mind I'll show him where he can unload The gospel of the city road Right here, guaranteed, no fear Mary, won't you help me? The going's gotten heavy again Sacred Bo is the place for me And the furze is the place for the rain Mary, won't you help me? The going's gotten heavy again Sacred Bo is the place for me And the furze is the place for the rain My new shoes are pinching I guess they'll soon wear in Once I went so high I never came down again, no no And I never came down and I never came down And I never came down again, no no I never came down and I never came down And I never came down again