And didn't he look different
When you were staring through the camera lens
At the skin he was embedded in
Like a star within the firmament
So you memorized and practiced him
As if he were a sacrament
You thought remaining abstinent
Might make your love more passionate
Exhibitionist and visionary
Magdalene and Mother Mary
Mission less in missionary
If the lord would make a composite
Of all the people that you've kissed
And burden them with consciousness
They'd maybe be your opposite
Exhibitionist and visionary
Magdalene and Mother Mary
Mission less in missionary
Think of this one while you're sharing
Wisdom with the kids you'll carry
Mission less in missionary
Mission less in missionary
As the record plays
Jesus writes our names down
And the feeling fades away
I find your sacred heart
And kiss it in the dark as
We hear the needle march and sway
Then the record ends
We straighten up the bed we
Rustled up and left unmade