At seven every morning, she drops two quarters in
Tiny tv preacher talks to her again
Seven-thirty greyhound, she meets it at the gate

As the fares step off the bus, she kneels and prays

*Magdelene, Magdelene

Hear the angels calling
Magdelene


Afternoon revival at the Spin and Dry
Candy bar and coffee, flourescent lights
She sees the devil tumbling through the double loader doors

And always finds some quarters on the floor

*Chorus


The Virgin Mary meets her downtown
They've got some matters to discuss

So little time for preparation
Cause Jesus comes tomorrow on the bus


Nine pm is curfew at All Souls Shelter
The sisters wash her face, brush her hair
A light shines through the window, as they tuck her into bed

The shadow draws a cross above her head

*Chorus/hear the angels praying for Magdelene