Marybell

Marybell rides into town on a pig
They cut her down blind
And she bleeds in the arms of the angels
They cut her down blind
They cut her down blind
Delta of Venus cast her bones to the sea
She lay down beside me
But the lady grew cold in arrangement
She turned to stone
She turned to stone
Butterfly Jean and her lawnmower dreams
She waited all day
But her boy played away with a rainbow child
So fly away, Jean
So fly away, Jean
Billy boy blue in a syndicate black
You should’ve turned back
But the sky made him pay with a near miss mile
You should’ve turned back
You should’ve turned back
You should’ve turned back
You should’ve turned back
It’s been a long day
It’s been a long day
It’s been a long day
It’s been a long day
It’s been a long day