Mary on the Mend Songtext
von Cherry Ghost

By rights we should have been choking
On every word the preacher had us repeat
A stiff drink and napkins in your handbag
The first date of a three time divorcee
Carried you home down through the subway
Where thrills are cheap and the kids roll down walls like paint
Borrowed Gods been rubbing their backs on your windows
Your summers are haunted with memories of love sick strays

Pick up your chin there′s a saint on the mend
On a burnt out estate for the bones that don't bend
Coming back, stealing hearts, pulling through
Brand fire new


Mary goes a diving in at the deep end
At the sliding doors of the thirteenth floor she prays
She says night fall gently on the weekend
When tempers are high and all those frustrations display

Pick up your chin there′s a saint on the mend
On a burnt out estate for the bones that don't bend
Coming back, stealing hearts, pulling through
Brand fire new

Pick up your chin there's a saint on the mend
On a burnt out estate for the bones that don′t bend
Coming back, stealing hearts, pulling through
Brand fire new

I′m hit, I'm down, I′m done, I'm dusted, I′m dead beat
I am weak as a kitten been strapped to the tracks of a train
I have danced with the drunks and dodged all those filthy old whispers
But baby go give 'em hell and tell ′em it came with a name

Brand fire new