Lyrics

Mary had a perfect eye for Knowing when and where and why To speak her mind aloud in a crowd But she could not find a lotion That would soothe all the edges in her mood Mary mind what you lay on your love Beloved child of human kind Eden's gardens' apple pie Let's get lost in the lust for lore Living cool and living well Hard to be perceptive in a shell Mary mind what you lay on your love It's getting warmer People getting colder At the dawn of this millennium Mary rubs a bad dream from her eyes The sky in a mushroom cloud Pray to every god and saint Deliver us from pain or we shall Fill this world with the sound of our mind Mouth open, apple bite Mary mind what you lay on your love Be an anchor bonafide You have to be there for yourself to feel loved It's getting warmer People getting colder