Mother Mary

Like Elvis, like everyone

We all die, we all live on in photos

And paperbacks, if we're lucky

We're coming backMother Mary over, over

Mother Mary over, over meWe notice

We understand

We throw out all we canWe're on the market

We're up on racks

If we're really lucky

We're coming backMother Mary over, over

Mother Mary over meLike Elvis, like everyone

We all die, we all live on in photos

And paperbacks, if we're lucky

We're coming backI would never decide

I would never decideMother Mary over, over

Mother Mary over, over

Mother Mary over, over

Mother Mary over, over me