Here comes Mary pulling forty miles of pain Walks in, slaps it down, she rolls it out again She's force fed, fucked and shunted, she stands out in the rain Mary's telling fortunes, she's got a fortune teller's pain Here comes Charlie Goodtime, he holds all the wonderous things Routine at throwing punches, he's a versatile thing Plays dead or rolls on over, depends on what you bring She rides a feral donkey - on the back of it she sings: REFRAIN: Who loves? What is love? Standing in the rain When your face paint becomes war paint you can never wipe it off again Who loves? What is love? Standing in the rain Does anybody here love Mary? Mary's busy telling him she's only passing through He believes it - she fakes it - the fake comes shining through Charlie smiles nonchalant, makes reasurring sounds Fires on her blind side, he joins her on the ground And she sings: REFRAIN Here comes Mary pulling forty miles of pain Walks in, slaps it down, she rolls it out again She's force fed, fucked and shunted, she stands out in the rain Mary's telling fortunes, she's got a fortune teller's pain And she sings: REFRAIN She screams: REFRAIN
