| Song | The Short Answer |
| Artist | Billy Bragg |
| Album | Workers Playtime |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bragg | |
| Between marx and marzipan in the dictionary there was mary | |
| Between the deep blue sea and the devil that was me | |
| If ever anyone could help me with my obsession with | |
| The young suzannah york | |
| It was mary | |
| In my pink pyjamas she asked me for something | |
| I gave her the short answer | |
| She read our stars out loud | |
| And i knew then that we should have gone sailing | |
| But we stayed home instead | |
| Fighting on the waterbed | |
| Like the honeymoon couple on drugs | |
| Me and mary | |
| What happened in the past | |
| Remained a mystery of natural history | |
| She should have been the last | |
| But she was just the latest | |
| If she wanted to be a farmer's wife | |
| I would endure that muddy life | |
| I would dig for victory | |
| And the sound of happy couples | |
| Coupling happily in the dark | |
| While you and i sat down to tea | |
| I remember you said to me | |
| That no amount of poetry | |
| Would mend this broken heart | |
| But you can put the hoover round | |
| If you want to make a start | |
| All my friends from school | |
| Introduce me to their spouses | |
| While i'm left standing here | |
| With my hands down the front of my trousers | |
| I just don't know what's to be done | |
| I wonder sometimes how did dad meet mum | |
| And how did they conceive of me | |
| Tell my mary | |
| The boys who came to the shop | |
| Always made her laugh much more than i did | |
| When i told her this must stop | |
| She didn't bat an eyelid | |
| She said you know honey it's such a shame | |
| You'll never be any good at this game | |
| You bruise too easily | |
| So said mary | |
| Her two brothers took me out | |
| Of circulation for the duration | |
| So we went our separate ways but does she still love me | |
| She still has my door key | |
| Like a bully boy in a benetton shop | |
| You're never happy with what you've got | |
| Till what you've got is gone | |
| Sorry mary |
| zuo ci : Bragg | |
| Between marx and marzipan in the dictionary there was mary | |
| Between the deep blue sea and the devil that was me | |
| If ever anyone could help me with my obsession with | |
| The young suzannah york | |
| It was mary | |
| In my pink pyjamas she asked me for something | |
| I gave her the short answer | |
| She read our stars out loud | |
| And i knew then that we should have gone sailing | |
| But we stayed home instead | |
| Fighting on the waterbed | |
| Like the honeymoon couple on drugs | |
| Me and mary | |
| What happened in the past | |
| Remained a mystery of natural history | |
| She should have been the last | |
| But she was just the latest | |
| If she wanted to be a farmer' s wife | |
| I would endure that muddy life | |
| I would dig for victory | |
| And the sound of happy couples | |
| Coupling happily in the dark | |
| While you and i sat down to tea | |
| I remember you said to me | |
| That no amount of poetry | |
| Would mend this broken heart | |
| But you can put the hoover round | |
| If you want to make a start | |
| All my friends from school | |
| Introduce me to their spouses | |
| While i' m left standing here | |
| With my hands down the front of my trousers | |
| I just don' t know what' s to be done | |
| I wonder sometimes how did dad meet mum | |
| And how did they conceive of me | |
| Tell my mary | |
| The boys who came to the shop | |
| Always made her laugh much more than i did | |
| When i told her this must stop | |
| She didn' t bat an eyelid | |
| She said you know honey it' s such a shame | |
| You' ll never be any good at this game | |
| You bruise too easily | |
| So said mary | |
| Her two brothers took me out | |
| Of circulation for the duration | |
| So we went our separate ways but does she still love me | |
| She still has my door key | |
| Like a bully boy in a benetton shop | |
| You' re never happy with what you' ve got | |
| Till what you' ve got is gone | |
| Sorry mary |
| zuò cí : Bragg | |
| Between marx and marzipan in the dictionary there was mary | |
| Between the deep blue sea and the devil that was me | |
| If ever anyone could help me with my obsession with | |
| The young suzannah york | |
| It was mary | |
| In my pink pyjamas she asked me for something | |
| I gave her the short answer | |
| She read our stars out loud | |
| And i knew then that we should have gone sailing | |
| But we stayed home instead | |
| Fighting on the waterbed | |
| Like the honeymoon couple on drugs | |
| Me and mary | |
| What happened in the past | |
| Remained a mystery of natural history | |
| She should have been the last | |
| But she was just the latest | |
| If she wanted to be a farmer' s wife | |
| I would endure that muddy life | |
| I would dig for victory | |
| And the sound of happy couples | |
| Coupling happily in the dark | |
| While you and i sat down to tea | |
| I remember you said to me | |
| That no amount of poetry | |
| Would mend this broken heart | |
| But you can put the hoover round | |
| If you want to make a start | |
| All my friends from school | |
| Introduce me to their spouses | |
| While i' m left standing here | |
| With my hands down the front of my trousers | |
| I just don' t know what' s to be done | |
| I wonder sometimes how did dad meet mum | |
| And how did they conceive of me | |
| Tell my mary | |
| The boys who came to the shop | |
| Always made her laugh much more than i did | |
| When i told her this must stop | |
| She didn' t bat an eyelid | |
| She said you know honey it' s such a shame | |
| You' ll never be any good at this game | |
| You bruise too easily | |
| So said mary | |
| Her two brothers took me out | |
| Of circulation for the duration | |
| So we went our separate ways but does she still love me | |
| She still has my door key | |
| Like a bully boy in a benetton shop | |
| You' re never happy with what you' ve got | |
| Till what you' ve got is gone | |
| Sorry mary |