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Her name was Mary Magdalene.

Her eyes were clear and bright.

Her name was Mary Magdalene.

I was blinded by her light.

Mary you are only a dream to me.

I wandered, it was then that you came to me.

I found you on the street by the old hotel.

Mary you are only a dream.

Her name was Mary Magdalene.

Her eyes were clear and bright.

Her name was Mary Magdalene.

I was blinded by her light.

She spoke to me in parables.

Her face was twenty five.

She spoke to me of variables.

It is good to be alive!

She said, "Get up off your knees.

God is not a sacrifice, or greed, or guns, or gold.

Among Rabbis and Popeyes

and issues and Vishnus."

Her name was Mary Magdalene.

Her eyes were clear and bright.

Her name was Mary Magdalene.

I was blinded by her light.

She said, "You think there is a god above,

there is a god within.

You ask about morality,

He said, 'There is no sin.'

There is a moral majority

that has been led astray

by wicked men in business suits

with greed and guns and pay.

He said "Turn the other cheek."

He did not speak of war.

Dominance is not for one who seeks,

and no, I am not a whore.

My name is Mary Magdalene

I am here to set you right.

My name is Mary Magdalene

I will bathe you in his light.

Mary you are only a dream to me.

I wandered, it was then that you came to me.

I found you on the street by the old hotel.

Mary you are only a dream.

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