作曲 : Daisy Chapman
My name is Mary
You live above me
A small divide of wood and plaster
Divides a life much better
Your cleaner comes on Tuesdays
Your daughter visits somedays
From a previous relationship
Your girlfriend acts ok with it
You leave for work around half past seven
The door slam rocks my Chinese lantern
Your girlfriend follows in her stilettos
Leaves tiny dents upon the lino
Marry Mary
A weekly ritual 10am on Sundays
The Bad Seeds Leonard Cohen and Happy Mondays
Filters down a soundtrack to your weekend
A happy respite from my lazy lie in
You sing it with your West Country inflection
it appears we have the same record collection
I snuck upstairs last week while you were working
Through your corridors
and your bedroom I was lurking
I know you'd like my songs and my new CD
So I left an album resting on your TV
I'll sing it up to you would it be criminal
A message through the floorboards a subliminal
Marry Mary
Oh Mary stole the hearts of
all the boys will she steal yours
I know you'll start to notice me next week
When your daughter fails to
show up for her swim meet
Will it take a while will it take time
To work out that the stifled cries from downstairs
Are not mine