Lyrics Mary, Queen Of Scots - John Barry, Royal Philharmonic Orchestra

Mary, Queen Of Scots

How come\nthis place that i was brought up in\ndon’t seem to shine\nthe way that I want it to shine\nSo tell me\nwhy the hell I’m brought here\nbring me to be some fool\nafraid that I’m not a fool\nI’m like the bird that won’t stop singing\nI’m like the child who’s insanely swinging\nIt’s just enough to open up your mind\nWhy do I\nfeel as though my lucks died\nI don’t wanna have fun tonight\nI just never was fun\nSo tell me\nall about my history\nyou like a scumbag boy\nsure that I’m a scumbag boy\nI’m like the bird that won’t stop singing\nI’m like the child who’s insanely swinging\nIt’s just enough to open up your mind\nI’m like the man who said he has no shadow\nand tells the people «fuck you sado»\nIt’s just enough to open up your mind\nMary, there’s no need to worry\nI’m only your grandson\nand you’ll be fine, fine, fine\nMary, there’s no need to worry\nI’m only your grandson\nand you’ll be fine, fine, fine\nfine, fine, fine\nI’m like the bird that won’t stop singing\nI’m like the child who’s insanely swinging\nIt’s just enough to open up your mind\nI’m like the man who said he has no shadow\nand tells the people «fuck you sado»\nIt’s just enough to open up your mind\nMary, there’s no need to worry\nI’m only your grandson\nand you’ll be fine, fine, fine\nMary, there’s no need to worry\nI’m only your grandson\nand you’ll be fine, fine, fine\nfine, fine, fine\nfine, fine, fine\nHow come this place, is not it.\nHow? I’ve felt in the old crowd\nDon’t wanna shine no more\nSo tell me why the hell I’m being brought here?