The Modern Mary

The Good Life

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Tom:
Bm My mama cried, staring at the stars
G She had once felt so almighty
D F#m Now, she’s never felt so small
Bm My mama fell flat back on the floor
G She once had a loving husband
D F#m He don’t love her anymore
Bm My mama screamed, “This ungrateful world!”
G Keeps on taking and not giving
D F#m Ever since she was a girl
Bm My angry mama pushed everything inside
G She will never let another
D F#m Steal the soil of her life [Chorus]
G Em Bm G So, she tears away those pages of her diary
F#m A All those sick and sticky memories
D F#m “Jesus… some fuckin’ Jesus.”
C Bm D It’s the same with every guy she meets
F#m Thinkin’ they’re Jesus –
A Bm She don’t need their goddamn charity
G D F#m [Verse 2]
Bm My mama cried, staring at her hands
G Thinking, ‘How could others use these
D F#m To shed the blood of man?’
Bm My mama felt guilt-ridden remorse
G When she thought of those before her
D F#m Who suffered even more
Bm My mama laughed, “Everything’s so clear!
G The woman is the wounded
D F#m The man stabs ‘the spear’’!”
Bm My loving mother held her children to her breast
G This world can go fuck itself
D F#m She’ll never acquiesce [Chorus]
G Em Bm G She tore away the pages of her diary –
F#m A Every silly entry
Bm Em G Bm Tore away the layers of her history
F#m A ’Til finally she could see clearly:
D C G Everybody hail the Defiled Mary
Em Bm The afterthought of all male martyrdom
A Behind every good man
Bm Is a messiah story
A G F#m I, for one, am as guilty as they come;
A Bm After all, I’m my mama’s son
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