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A simple fear to wash you away...
An open mind canceled it today...
A silent song that's in your words...
A different taste that's in your mind...

This is the life on Mars
This is the life on Mars

Mary was a different girl
had a thing for astronauts
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to play a lot
Mary was a holy girl
Finally wet her appetite
Mary was the type of girl she always liked to fall apart

Tell me did you see her face?
Tell me did you smell her taste?
Tell me what's the difference
don't they all just look the same inside?

Buddha for Mary
here it comes

Mary was an acrobat
but still she couldn't seem to breathe.
Mary was becoming everything she didn't want to be.
Mary would hallucinate and see the sky up on the wall
Mary was the type of girl
She always like to fly

Tell me did you see her face?
Tell me did you smell her taste?
Tell me what's the difference
Don't they all just look the same inside?

Buddha for Mary
Here it comes
Buddha for Mary
Here it comes

This is the life on Mars
This is the life on Mars
This is the life on Mars
This is the life...

He said, "Can you hear me, are you sleeping?"
She said, "Will you rape me now?"
He said, "Leave the politics to madmen."
She said, "I believe your lies."
He said, "There's a paradise beneath me."
She said, "Am I supposed to bleed?"
He said, "You better pray to Jesus."
She said, "I don't believe in God."

Mary was a different girl
Had a thing for astronauts.
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to play a lot
Mary was a holy girl
Finally wet her appetite
Mary was the type of girl
She always like to fall apart

Buddha for Mary
Here it comes
Buddha for Mary
Here it comes
Buddha for Mary
Here it comes
Here it comes