Maria Virgo

Woke up this morning
The world was weary
My throat scratchy
Like a hookers thong
Last night
A fading memory
One last thought though
Lingers on

I went down on the Virgin Mary
She didn’t tell me
What I did was wrong
When she came
Angels were left weeping
As Jesus sat in the corner
Playing with his phone

Cup of coffee
Light a cigarette
Just more drugs
To help me forget
The feel of her breath
The sound of her screams
The taste of sweat
That made me write this song

I went down on the Virgin Mary
Broke my jaw
When she started to come
Her desecration necessary
She was inspiring this song

I went down on the Virgin Mary
Jesus taking pictures
With his phone
Angels wept
Then she left me

We were finished with this song

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