Annunciation Day/Born on Chris
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Picture me at 12, Annunciation Day
To be sent off to the Falklands, that's for what I prayed
And the beads moved through my fingers as
I marched around the schoolyard on parade
And I wanted to believe every word I say
Captive from the start, you can't even find the door
Yes, eternal peace awaits, but for now you get eternal war
And not even the government knows what the fuck it's for anymore
So keep on praying to Mary, Virgin Mother, that you belong
Maybe you were born on Christmas Day
And just like the one they call Jesus Christ
You had many grey hairs before they sent you on your way
And though you'll never be resurrected
Well neither was he, despite what they say
But get your hopes up my friends, 'cause I
Don't mean that there ain't no Judgment Day