The Mess Hall - Marlene lyrics

Oh Marlene You call my name For someone to wrap your wings around Eyes so wide For the pa**enger side Little doggie Who just wants to howl The way you lean 35 degrees With the pain stripped from your toes Oh Marlene you're bound to ignite The burden of another's soul The bible in your hand The bible in your hand Is just for show The bible in your hand The bible in your hand Is just for show Is just for show I remember the years gone by Two kids on a ferris wheel Going round and round Trying to make that weekend last Going round and round Trying to make that weekend last Where you gonna fall Where you gonna fall Oh Marlene You let the men lead But they all just step Oh your toes You can't find the heat Dancing bare feet On a floor Six deep with snow Oh how weak For a man to think He could have you All for a song Standing from afar With his mouth ajar Weighing up his rights and wrongs The bible in your hand The bible in your hand Is just for show The bible in your hand The bible in your hand Is just for show Is just for show