Mary, Mary, Mary How does your garden grow? On daffodil nails and cat's tails And moons of spilt milk Which I lap with my tongue And slick on my fur for extra glitter All the better to take the boys Unsaddling from their Jenny-Janes Who's able bodies and gifted tongue Are never enough to hold their men strung? When they recognize my scent, the scent They come to me with their crooning bowls Wishing to be, to be, to be Which I'll do for them, I'll do Everything For you For you For you Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary quite contrary How does your garden grow? On daffodil nails and cat's tails And moons of milk spilt Which I slick on my fur for extra glitter All the better to fool the girls unsaddling from their boys Who are dreaming, dreaming, dreaming? Cannot keep their boys together? When they recognize my scent, my scent, my scent, my scent, my scent They come crooning with their begging bowls Wishing to be, to be taken up, and up Which I'll do, dear boys, I'll do Anything for you For you For you For you For you All My Golden Soldiers Who'll become something else? Like deals and deals and deals And fields of daffodils All those smiling boys who come to me With their crooning bowls, hoping to become Heroes Heroes Heroes Heroes Heroes Heroes Children Afraid of the night We must love each other We must trust each other And we must listen We must trust each other (Afraid of the night) We must trust each other We must trust each other We must trust each other