The Lady Is an Arsonist - Communist Daughter

Mother Mary wears a dress

Only on certain occasions

But lately it seems few and far between

Mother Mary makes a mess

Only when she wants

But lately all the time she seems to want

I took a hint from you

There’s nothing left to do

But lay around

Pretty soon there’s something something coming better

Come and light it up

And lock your doors up tight

But don’t press your luck

'Cause it’s me

I’m a southern boy with a can of gasoline

I’ve never been in love, oh no

And I’ve never been ashamed, oh no

I guess I can’t give up, oh no

You give me all your flame, oh no

I wrote you letters

To burn before you read

But who could write you better than me?

I’m a southern boy with a can of gasoline

Mother Mary, you’re the girl that everyone is saving

But you never took a hand you didn’t own

Mother Mary, it’s your world

If you only start behaving

But who am I to think you’ve never known

I took a hint from you

I burn the bridges too

'Cause maybe that’s the only way to understand a girl so lonely

So let’s fight it off

Lock your doors up tight

Don’t press your luck

It won’t work for me

I’m a southern boy with a can of gasoline

I’ve never been in love, oh no

I’ve never been ashamed, oh no

I guess I can’t give up, oh no

If you give me all your flame, oh no

I write a letter

You burn before you read

But who could write you better?

Than me?

A southern boy with a can of gasoline

Liar, liar, guess whose pants just caught fire?

I don’t want to know

Fire, fire, guess who’s not gonna be in ???

If you wanna know

Liar, liar, guess whose pants just caught fire?

I don’t want to know

Fire, fire, guess who’s not gonna let you go home

Alone

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