Longer boats are coming to win us 
They`re coming to win us, they`re coming to win us 
Longer boats are coming to win us 
Hold on to the shore, they`ll be taking the key from the door. 
  
I don`t want no god on my lawn 
Just a flower I can help along 
`Cause the soul of no body knows 
how a flower grows... Oh how a flower grows. 
  
Chorus 
  
Mary dropped her pants by the sand 
And let a parson come and take her hand 
But the soul of no body knows 
Where the parson goes, where does the parson go? 
  
Chorus