Punk rock Mary has hippy sweet soul,
She’s a wild child raised on Avenged Sevenfold.
A pastor’s daughter,
With one side of her head shaved
Every time she walks in church
The old ladies rage
Her hair crimped on the other
Pink converse under her long skirt
But they don’t know under that nice blouse
There’s a Falling in Reverse t-shirt.
She found some punk rock guy
Who turned out to be just a punk,
So she kicked him to the curb
And threw all of her things in her friend’s trunk.
She moved across the state
Up to the redwoods to explore,
Until things got complicated
Life had opened a new door.
When she took the test
It showed a positive sign
She was getting sick every morning
Before the sun came up to shine.
She told that punk the news
He said he didn’t want to play a part,
His young mind didn’t realize
He was breaking not one, but two hearts.
So she moved back to her home town
To let her secret free
Both families overjoyed,
For a new leaf on their family tree.
Things were looking up,
Still more obstacles would show
But Mary was one of twelve and
Told just how this would go.
A snarl to her enemies
A sly smile to her friends,
Few are around now
But they’re there till the end
She picked herself up,
Did what was right for her son
Worked to give him everything a baby needs
The blessing she had won
There’s no one quite like punk rock Mary
And her boy little Will
I think sometimes life is a crazy tumble
And sometimes even a beautiful spill.