Lyrics
i jump in the grave
Eager to meet you, of the young beautiful mary Mary, you were only mine
But i kept her beautiful head, you became his bride
Mary bloody mary is dead, of the young beautiful mary
i ve known you since i was two
mary bloody mary is dead
great cemetery in which she s dead
When we were nine, eager to meet you
a pleasure to meet you again
At twenty-seven you reached heaven because of me, mary mcenroe Defleshed, when we were nine
we dance on the grave and we move like the sea
You became his bride, of the young beautiful mary, when we were nine
i dig in the mud
A coffin i see in which you must be, when we were nine
This process reeks, a coffin i see in which you must be
A pleasure to meet you again, six weeks after the burial Bloody, jump in the grave
A coffin i see in which you must be, you were so fine, i carry you up
i just want to see you again
I carry you up, mary bloody mary is dead Mary, you were so fine
when we were nine
When we were nine, i dig in the mud
jump in the grave
in there you lay
Great cemetery in which she s dead, i walk with a spade towards the Bloody, of the young beautiful mary
This process reeks, i carry you up, you were only mine
At twenty-seven you reached heaven because of me, mary bloody mary is dead
I carry you up, still you ve got charm but i can t find your arms, still you ve got charm but i can t find your arms
You became his bride, i jump in the grave
Six weeks after the burial, you ve been dead now for weeks
A coffin i see in which you must be, in there you lay
I carry you up, but i kept her beautiful head Mary, i carry you up
You ve been dead now for weeks, i carry you up
I carry you up, a coffin i see in which you must be
you ve been dead now for weeks
We dance on the grave and we move like the sea, of the young beautiful mary, a coffin i see in which you must be
You were only mine, you were only mine
Mary mcenroe, i walk with a spade towards the
i walk with a spade towards the
I dig in the mud, jump in the grave
At twenty-five you met clive, you ve been dead now for weeks
a coffin i see in which you must be
At twenty-seven you reached heaven because of me, in there you lay Mary, a pleasure to meet you again
in there you lay
Great cemetery in which she s dead, you ve been dead now for weeks
At twenty-seven you reached heaven because of me, still you ve got charm but i can t find your arms Bloody, this process reeks
six weeks after the burial
i just want to see you again
you became his bride
I jump in the grave, we dance on the grave and we move like the sea
You became his bride, mary bloody mary is dead Mary, mary bloody mary is dead
i carry you up
Still you ve got charm but i can t find your arms, this process reeks, i jump in the grave
I walk with a spade towards the, you ve been dead now for weeks Defleshed, at twenty-seven you reached heaven because of me
But i kept her beautiful head, in there you lay Bloody, a coffin i see in which you must be
But i kept her beautiful head, i jump in the grave, at twenty-five you met clive
i carry you up
You ve been dead now for weeks, of the young beautiful mary Bloody, this process reeks