mary comes in a bows

and all her lipstick pearls and clothes

come falling down

come falling at her feet

got a knife and a spoon

and a rose on my suit

mother-son

dark as crows

here above

i keep two feet on my floor

she's like a dove

there's a law she keeps

come falling down

steal her things

come falling down

all her rings

come falling down

all that she was sold

second hand handed you

with a heart to fill my shoes

and mother-son

dark as crows

she comes knocking down

sad mother-son

on a cross

in her sleep

on her sheets

with a lie

that she keeps

in here, nothing breathes

a penny sent 

for your thought

she comes knocking down my door

sad mother-son

mother-son