I won't apologize For what I believe in, the air that I breathe in Even a blind man sees That grass isn't greener in the Garden of Eden I don't want to Be like you No, I don't wanna be like you Mother Mary, I'm a mess And a life of sin seems to suit me best Mother Mary, I confess I've got to get out, got to get out of here Why try and wash my brain With what you believe in, the air that you breathe in? A dry rag and dirty water Won't get me kneeling, I don't need your healing I don't want to Be like you No, I don't wanna be like you Mother Mary, I'm a mess And a life of sin seems to suit me best Mother Mary, I confess I've got to get out, got to get out Oh, Mother Mary, I've been blessed With eyes that see what's in front of me Mother Mary, I confess I've got to get out, got to get out of here Oh, Mother Mary, I'm a mess And a life of sin seems to suit me best Mother Mary, I confess I've got to get out, got to get out I've got to get out, got to get out of here