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Half Hanged Mary don't mind the weather Birds of a feather gonna burn together You can cut her loose, but that's okay She coming down anyway Not a witch before but sure one now Her tongue'll look ya in the eye and lie ya out a vow Ain't worried about fate, ain't worried about sin Can't make her afraid of dyin' again Blow, Blow Ladies who lunch stood around watchin' Counted on her to cover their debauchin' Tying her dress with a tattered sash Now her necklace is a ropey rash Had to put her down with them wicked rabies Fore she made more black cat babies Can't serve antiquated charms Please your countrymen with them marked up arms When you're spookin' the cow, spillin' the hay Boilin' bedsores and forgettin' pray Blow, Blow Best beware of unbridled power Hell hath no fury like a baby shower Hate the plague that sure will get ya Put your church pew in absentia Letras de cancionesMaybe if Cotton coulda got a little higher Woulda turned out better for Mary Dyer Hell of a reason to sit around and fast Couple of kids just showin' they ass Better watch out, better lay low Half Hanged Mary gettin' ready to blow Blow, Blow Who gets to say how you make magic How the hell they know that heaven ain't tragic Rife with those who are deceased There lies your wives and your daddy Increase Take the pain and lay on penance With a navel gazing run-on sentence Invisible things they want you to see Are the ones that paint them righteously Make em holier than water, holier than rain Tell ya what is and what ain't insane Blow, Blow Think through the trigger fore you pull it No such thing as a silver bullet When you're dealing with the devil and Pentacostin' Believe they let her off in Boston Better watch out, better lay low Half Hanged Mary gettin' ready to blow Stay on your side of the street Worry bout the ground under your own feet Might find yourself danglin' by a ladder Makin' you nervous, what's the matter Better watch out, better lay low Half Hanged Mary gettin' ready to blow From Letras Mania