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song no. III from
The Manna Sustains
An Epic Murder-Ballad Song-Cycle by The Manna Tease
Illustrations by Grace Marlier
F Bb7 F C7 As black as the galactic eclipse, F C7 F C7 And as reactionary as a reactionist, F/A Dmin C7 Is Pink Mary·s filthy face. F BbMaj7 F C7 She thinks that it·s pretty neat F C7 F C7 To live beneath the city street. F Db C7 And she sees things from her secret space.
She noticed the Mayor of Arkansas City Leave the City Hall at about 11:30, With a woman who was not his wife. The girl tripped over a napping vagrant, Who was wafting nasty odors flatulently fragrant, And out of her satchel fell a small switchblade knife. F G Asus4 The police would love to see what C C/B Amin Amin/G Mary sees, but unfortunately, F G C C/B Amin Amin/G She lives beneath their toes. F G Asus4 She wears a fleece to shield her C C/B Amin Amin/G From the breeze, she fears that she will freeze. F As the sewer urchins know: G She·s already lost her nose.
Note: Verse 2 differs slightly in melody & syncopation from verse 1.
The next afternoon outside an underground saloon, Mary noticed a dwarf with a contrabassoon Selling flunitrazepam to the Mayor·s mistress. Then she saw the vagrant & a female officer, Stumbling arm-in-arm down a dark corridor, As he fumbled with the straps on her dress. Mary saw the Mayor·s mistress see the strange pair, And she watched them in the alley strip into their underwear. And she slyly slipped on a skier·s mask. The mistress crept up to the fornicating couple, As invisible as a heaping rubble of trouble. And she slipped the rufies into the vagrant·s flask. The police would love to see what Mary sees, but unfortunately, She lives beneath their toes. She wears a fleece to shield her From the breeze, she fears that she will freeze. As the sewer urchins know: She·s already lost her nose.
F BbMaj7 F C7 That night it was pretty windy, F C7 F C7 F BbMaj7 There was a cold draught slamming shutters all over the city, And Pink Mary bundled up in her fleece. In the morning, outside the Mayor·s mansion, Cops & ambulances clustered neath the Kansas sun. The Mayor was stone dead« with no sign of disease. The dwarf took out his contrabassoon, And played a sorrowful tune to the midwinter moon, And Mary wept. She noticed the vagrant & his lover flee town, And the mistress put on her head the Mayor·s crown, And Mary snatched the switchblade« from off of the City Hall steps.
Eb Bb F The contrabassoon played: baaah bah bah bah, &c...
©2011 The Manna Tease ´What Mary Noticedµ incorporates the traditional folk tune ´Sacred Throneµ by Hugh Wilson, 1800, (public domain.)