Marys Market


ubi_rex@hotmail.com A E I want to win this city in June B E I want to walk down to the harbor A E I want to play guitar like you B E I want a saint to be my cellmate A E I want the last dream to come true B E A train in everyone’s back garden A E A tunnel to the heart of you B E A summer Sunday chiming off bodies brown A E And the sleepy way you said my name B E As you turned and read my fortune A E And you picked up verses of ancient texts B E That were dripping with your legend A E You turned to me and said B E You know you’re blowing all your chances A E I asked if there was time B E You said that nothing was decided A E You played me music I hadn’t heard B E From a long lost 80's box set A E You cooked me dinner I never ate B E And we washed up all my dishes A E The sun was bloody, the sky was dark B E And the bells they kept on ringing A E The rats were happy, the mice were full B E And there was something wrong with the plumbing A E You showed me yesterday’s dress B E The one you nicked from Mary’s Market A E You tried to look like her B E Because you thought that I would like it A E I liked you better I like you loads B E I like you unaffected A E Take your 80’s records your books by Joyce B E And you pack ‘em up for the summer A E The wind was fooling again B E And the sun thought about setting A E You made the shadow shapes on the wall B E You thought I wasn’t watching A E The wind was messing again B E And the sun thought about leaving A E You made the dirty shape on the wall B E You thought I wasn’t watching A E It was liberating, your puppet dance B E It was our one true moment lasting A E You took the slipper you took the pear B E You made a still life out of nothing A E I want a windless city in June B E I want to walk down to the shoreline A E I want infinity in a girl B I want a song that kills me.