Mary's horoscope
Says what you already know
Mary's horoscope
Doesn't change the way I hold
This child
My wife
She says
Ain't mine
God bless this child
Who turns my water to wine
You'll be a wonderful mom
And I look forward to paradise
Hung by the side of the road
Strung by Orion's lasso
I will
Not fight
Your will
Is mine
To be done
To rely upon
You are an Abraham
And I am another Sarah
Followed each part of the plan
Except for the part about harems
See in the palm of his hand
There is a floating candle
Changed with the sign of Pluto
Carved in the arm to swear
There is a path after all
And pain comes to make you strong
Waters a magic root
Blooming and growing inside of you