Mother Mary

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 noticeWe 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

Mother Mary over, over

Mother Mary 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

I would never decide

I would never decide

Mother Mary over, over

Mother Mary over, over

Mother Mary over, over

Mother Mary over, over me