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She was only seventeen
In her prime of life she was lean
And her only dream was to be on the silver screen
She hailed from north of Baltimore
Her mama says she d end up a whore
And she spent up all her dough at the movie show

She s all go go go yeah yeah
She wears her pants on her hips too low
She learned it all in magazines
She s Magdalene
Ain t it funny how the sun shines ?

She was only seventeen
She packed her bag and went to the scene
She said I m gonna take on this town I m gonna be the queen
She mingled like she d been there before
She worked it till they hollered for more
Then she took off all her clothes
Now everybody knows

She s all go go go yeah yeah
She wears her pants on her hips too low
She learned it all in magazines
She s magdalene
Ain t it funny how the sun shines?

Oh no no, she s all go go go yeah yeah
She wears her pants on her hips too low
She learned it all in magazines
She s magdalene
Ain t it funny how the sun shines?

If you could feel what I could feel
Well then you d know His love is real
If you could hear what I could hear
Well then you d know the King is near

The resurrection is here to stay
And He s coming back again
The resurrection is here to stay
And He s coming back...

So what did you do?
It was a little bit less than you should have done
When the cards were laid on the table
And how did you love?
With a little bit less heart that you should have had
But we all do the best that we re able
(Chorus)
I haven t got a clue...

Confined in a cell feed with dope
Mankind is save from the misanthrope
His weird disease made him choke
Killing for air the misanthrope

He chose their fate
With wrath and hate
He couldn t face
The human race

There is no cure, there is no hope
His mind is obscure the misanthrope
Slowly falling down the mental slope
Until he...

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Given to crescent moon
Chaldean echoes of spectral gloom
Like a pen pal of the gods
No horns no reply
Flowers of sorcery
Like pearls before the swine
Defying space and time
Sez the pineal gland of mine
Like,
Given to...