Miss Mary Mack
Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack
All dressed in black, black, black
She leapt so high, high, high
she touched the sky, sky, sky
and didn't come down, down, down
'til the city died, died, died.
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No rambling, no venting, no slice-of-life stuff, nothing but the art.
Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack
All dressed in black, black, black
She leapt so high, high, high
she touched the sky, sky, sky
and didn't come down, down, down
'til the city died, died, died.