Mary Queen of Arkansas

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1. Mary Queen of Arkansas, it’s not too early for dreaming.
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The sky is grown with cloud seeds sown and a bastard’s love can be redeeming.
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Mary my Queen, your soft hulk is reviving.
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No, you’re not too late to desecrate, the servants are just rising.

2. Well, I’m just a lonely acrobat, the live wire is my trade.
I’ve been a shine boy for your acid brat and a wharf rat of your state.
Mary, my Queen, your blows for freedom are missing.
You’re not man enough for me to hate or woman enough for kissing.

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Bridge. And the big top is for dreamers.
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We can take the circus all the way to the border.
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Oh, and the gallows wait for martyrs whose papers are in order.
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But I was not born to live to die and you were not born for queening.
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And it’s not too late to infiltrate, the servants are just leaving.

3. Mary Queen of Arkansas, your white skin is deceiving.
You wake and wait to lie in bait and you almost got me believing.
But on your bed, Mary, I can see the shadow of a noose.
I don’t understand how you can hold me so tight and love me so damn loose.

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