Pete Bombastic EP's second track
Jackson Pollock
Mary, queen of the night life,
Is putting her sweater on,
Sadly walks through the dancefloor
And says "I'm leaving, it's time to go"
She loves to write when the night falls
And paint the moon behind the clouds
Mary longs for an essay
About some painting named number eight
It's getting late in New York City
But she wants to hear the jazz band play
She loves to write when the night falls
And paint the moon behind the clouds
All the kindness given away
All the prayers that you say
They might turn out to be in vain
When you find out no one else is there to care for
If you don't find help in Acts
And if friends turn off their backs
Then all you got are facts
Mary, queen of the night life,
Is putting her sweater on,
Sadly walks through the dancefloor
And says "I'm leaving, it's time to go"
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