If you ain't got two kids by twenty one You're probably gonna die alone At least, that's what tradition told you And it don't matter if you don't believe Come Sunday morning, you'd best be there In the front row like you're supposed to
Same hurt in every heart Same trailer, different park
Mama's hooked on Mary Kay Brother's hooked on Mary Jane And Daddy's hooked on Mary two doors down Mary, Mary, quite contrary We get bored, so we get married Just like dust, we settle in this town On this broken merry-go-'round
And 'round and 'round we go, Where it stops, nobody knows And it ain't slowing down This merry-go-'round We think the first time's good enough So we hold on to high school love Say we won't end up like our parents Tiny little boxes in a row Ain't what you want, it's what you know Just happy in the shoes you wear
Same checks are always cashed in To buy a little more distraction
'Cause Mama's hooked on Mary Kay Brother's hooked on Mary Jane And Daddy's hooked on Mary two doors down Mary, Mary, quite contrary We get bored, so we get married Just like dust, we settle in this town On this broken merry-go-'round
And 'round and 'round we go, Where it stops, nobody knows And it ain't slowing down This merry-go-'round
Mary, Mary, quite contrary We're so bored until we're buried Just like dust, we settle in this town On this broken merry-go-'round
Merry-go-'round
Jack and Jill went up the hill Jack burned out on booze and pills Mary had a little lamb Mary just don't give a damn anymore