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Mary's
Mad Army |
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Mary's
the kind of girl you should only touch with a barge pole if you can be sure
to strike her a glancing blow on the temple with it and cave in her skull. England swings to a pendulum screwed as the unentitled fight for the crown It's time to decide which side you're on as the punters lay their money down Mari adulterous with naked sword the lion beat the count Spent his mettle on the unicorn So what have you got to show
for all your pain Six o'clock and a shining
moon we make our beds and we leave So what have you got to show
for all your pain Mary had an army its fleece
was black and green Mary has an army she tells
them what to do Mary has an army she tells
them what to do
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