Mary Queen Of Arkansas

<br>Mary queen of Arkansas, it`s not too early for dreamin` <br><br>The sky is grown with cloud seed sown and a bastard`s love can be redeeming <br><br>Mary, my queen, your soft hulk is reviving <br><br>No, you`re not too late to desecrate, the servants are just rising <br><br><br><br>Well, I`m just a lonely acrobat, the live wire is my trade <br><br>I`ve been a shine boy for your acid brat and a wharf rat of your state <br><br>Mary, my queen, your blows for freedom are missing <br><br>You`re not man enough for me to hate or woman enough for kissing <br><br><br><br>The big top is for dreamers, we can take the circus all the way to the border <br><br>And the gallows wait for martyrs whose papers are in order <br><br>But I was not born to live to die, and you were not born for queenin` <br><br>It`s not to late to infiltrate, the servants are just leavin` <br><br><br><br>Mary queen of Arkansas, your white skin is deceivin` <br><br>You wake and wait to lie in bait and you almost got me believin` <br><br>But on your bed, Mary, I can see the shadow of a noose <br><br>I don`t understand how you can hold me so tight and love me so damn loose <br><br><br><br>But I know a place where we can go, Mary <br><br>Where I can get a good job and start out all over again clean <br><br>I got contacts deep in Mexico where the servants have been seen