Aimless ain't got no where to go All my thoughts have gone
Ready?
Mother Mary had a son Whose days were spent on having fun And Monday he got a letter: you could make yourself feel better Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys lay dead Mother Mary had a baby but he had his hed never tasted He hunted all the others then he hunted all his brothers Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys stay dead
Go-Go-Golden Boys Youve got your workforce Looking straight on And with your eyes so blue I will remember you One for me, one for you
Mother Mary baby, rock and roll Rock and roll, you know I only want you for your rock and roll Mother Mary Mother Mary had a man who healed with pleasing hands Millions of boys stay dead
Go-Go-Golden Boys Youve got your workforce Looking straight on And with your eyes so blue Well do what the old do One for me, one for you
1, 2, 3, GO! Brother mother baby youre flipped out Youre over influenced One day you will do it Youll make yourself feel better Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys stay dead Millions of boys stay dead Millions of boys stay dead Millions of boys stay dead.
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