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Sweet Marie, a Catholic girl
Was praying for a better world
Held her in the smallest doubts
Red lights on the cooling towers
See a picture, feel the cane
From the window of a stealing train
Said I loved her, may have lied
Hard to swallow when you're petrified
In the courtyard, after hours
Legions rise while alliance sours
Come discreetly, receive your kiss
Share your dreams with the atheist
Isabel, your man is proud
Loves to watch you in the crowd
No one can compete with you
I'll do as you ask me to
We enjoy the simple things
Appreciate what good fortune brings
Our finest hour, perfect bliss
Sharing schemes with the atheist
In the courtyard, after hours
Legions rise while alliance sours
Come discreetly, receive your kiss
Share your dreams with the atheist
Was praying for a better world
Held her in the smallest doubts
Red lights on the cooling towers
From the window of a stealing train
Said I loved her, may have lied
Hard to swallow when you're petrified
Legions rise while alliance sours
Come discreetly, receive your kiss
Share your dreams with the atheist
Loves to watch you in the crowd
No one can compete with you
I'll do as you ask me to
Appreciate what good fortune brings
Our finest hour, perfect bliss
Sharing schemes with the atheist
Legions rise while alliance sours
Come discreetly, receive your kiss
Share your dreams with the atheist
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I think these might be the correct lyrics:
Sweet Marie, a Catholic girl Was praying for a better world Held her in the smallest hours Red lights on the cooling towers
See a picture, field of cane From the window of a speeding train Said I loved her, may have lied Hard to swallow when you’re petrified
In the courtyard, after hours Legions rise while the lime sours Come discreetly, receive your kiss Share your dreams with the atheist
Isabel, your man is proud Loves to watch you in the crowd No one can compete with you I’ll do as you ask me to
We enjoy the simple things Appreciate what good fortune brings Our finest hour, perfect bliss Sharing schemes with the atheist
I just heard from Ian himself. They lyrics to the contentious lines are:
In the courtyard, after hours, legions rise while alliance sours.