In the Arms of Mrs. Mark of Cain - Pixies

I’m not proud

But I know that I’m sane

Like a grouse

Who’s resigned to the blade

If you doubt

And you think I’m profane

I’m in the arms of Mrs. Mark of Cain

My memories are all fables

So I’m trying to get at the truth

And if you think I am able

Well, have I got some news for you

I’m in the arms of Mrs. Mark of Cain

Hollywood

Yes, its always the same

But it feels so damn good

So I know I’ll be staying

No, I’m not underfoot

I’ve been trying to explain

I’m in the arms of Mrs. Mark of Cain

I’m in the arms of Mrs. Mark of Cain

I’m in the arms of Mrs. Mark of Cain