Virgin Mary

Joseph he was a macho man

I tried to make him understand

Even I am a human being

Not some kind of virginal machine



That night we walked in through the door

He told me he was cold and tired

Then he pushed me to the floor

And once again our love expired



But I'm not gonna cry

I'm gonna bite my tongue and try

To dream of immaculate conception



Angels in the sky taught me how to fly

They sing about immaculate conception



No no no no no

No no no no no no

No no no no no

No no no no no no



He screamed: You name's Mary, mild and demure

From your thighs a baby I'll procure



Your name's Mary, mild and demure

From your thighs a baby I'll procure



Your name's Mary, mild and demure

From your thighs a baby I'll procure



Your name's Mary, mild and demure

From your thighs a baby I'll procure



Immaculate conception

All I wanna do is fly away from you

I just wanna get away from you



Now my Joseph was asleep

I decided to take flight

I called a man with donkey

And fled with my baby into the dark night



I said my name's Mary, mild and demure

From my thighs a baby God's procured



I said my name's Mary, mild and demure

From my thighs a baby God's procured



And I heard him on the horizon: MARY!

And I felt him in my parlour: Mary

And I swore I saw him in the leaves

And I swore I saw him in the leaves