We all die, we all live on in photos
And paperbacks, if we're lucky
We're coming back
Mother Mary over, over
Mother Mary over over me
We notice
We understand
We throw out all we can
We're on the market, we're up on racks
If we're really lucky we're coming back
I would never decide
Mother Mary over, over
Mother Mary over over me
Like Elvis, like everyone We all die, we all live on in photos And paperbacks, if we're lucky We're coming back Mother Mary over, over Mother Mary over over me We notice We understand We throw out all we can We're on the market, we're up on racks If we're really lucky we're coming back I would never decide Mother Mary over, over Mother Mary over over me Explain Request ×
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