Halloween Mary

You think you look cute
In your tin plated suit
You don't need a can opener
To get through to you
The wig hat on your head
Keeps your mind thick and straight
You're the duchess of "in"
That's an honour of gold plate
Oo-we, Hallowe'en Mary

Rules are just tools
For you to use when you feel
You're ridin' on a sports broom
Actin' like nothin's real
Your bell-bottom knees
Always keep you in styx??
Even a swami thinks you're wild
For an October child, ooo
Pretty scary, Hallowe'en Mary

With your hypnotic eyes
You see through everyone
The Sarah wrap bodies
Start looking for someplace to run
Your pointed red fingernails
Keeps time to the tune
Your hands hold the earth
Your feet's on the moon
You're something else Hallowe'en Mary

You never give an opinion
You and your head up and down
You're not lookin' for nothin'
It's already been found
Your transistor boots
Let you know where you're at
You're rock 'n' roll singin' acrobat
Ooo, drop dead, Hallowe'en Mary

You've play every game
You've sung every song
You know you're always right
Everyone else is wrong
Your subjects they pray to you
Three times a day to you
They're building your shrine...