I believe in Mary She's good enough for me In her simple service and her calm delivery I think that I smell roses But none that I can see It's a miracle of Mary They believe in evil by popular demand A twisted kind of worship Hit with your own hand I believe in choices Making your own mind Not everybody makes their own alright They'll probably get it past you Such a crooked hand It's something that they'll have to The lay now of the land But even in your hollow grip of poverty There's a miracle of Mary ♪ She's holy underneath you She'd rather it that way The end of it not working A place for you to lay She'll meet you where you're standing Let you in for free It's a miracle of Mary It's a miracle of Mary It's a miracle of Mary It's a miracle of Mary It's a miracle of Mary