Bass Santana
Mary Magdalene (Interlude)
[Skit]
What was it about him
What was it about him that made me kill for him
My love for him
I don't know what it was
His mysterious demeanor
His exotic made me an accent that made
Me weak
I buried myself a long time ago so that
No one could ever touch me again
Yet he dug me up out of the ground loved me
He loved all of us
He never passed judgment
And the way he made love to us the way
He made love to me
Do you know what he made us scream
Whilst he made love to us
To Bass be the glory
All the drugs nor the love and all the carelessness
I miss him