Mary and Joseph

Sweet Mary and Joseph in a rocket machine
Were a-travelling the void with not a star to be seen
Deep out there in space with no one to help them
Not a gentle kind of place

After millions of miles came a bright silver star
With the planets and the moons all arrayed near and afar
Now there's hope for the future, a place to lay down
The Son of God's coming soon

Now the planet of the fire, he would not let them land
And the planet of the water, Lord, he couldn't understand
But the green pastoral earth, he beckoned them down
They came a-singing into the morn

That night they took a shelter in a holiday inn
And Mary in the labour her pains did begin
And her baby was born to the sound
Of the truck drivers blowing in their horns

Far from the east came the criminals to press
From the west came the president and his egg-smoking rest
From the north came the queen
From the south came the black brothers and their desert dream