Lyrics:

I got seven pictures of Buddha The prophet's on my tongue Eleven angels of mercy Sighin' over that black hole in the sun My heart's dark but it's risin' I'm pullin' all the faith I can see From that black hole on the horizon I hear your voice calling me Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party Tell me how do we get this thing started Meet me at Mary's place Familiar faces around me Laughter fills the air Your loving grace surrounds me Everybody's here Furniture's out on the front porch Music's up loud I dream of you in my arms I lose myself in the crowd Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party Meet me at Mary's place, we're gonna have a party Tell me how do you live broken-hearted Meet me at Mary's place I got a picture of you in my locket I keep it close to my heart It's a light shining in my breast Leading me through the dark Seven days, seven candles In my window lighting your way Your favorite record's on the turntable I drop the needle and pray (Turn it up) Band's countin' out midnight (Turn it up) Floor's rumblin' loud (Turn it up) Singer's callin' up daylight (Turn it up) And waitin' for that shout from the crowd (Turn it up) Waitin' for that shout from the crowd (Turn it up) Waitin' for that shout from the crowd (Turn it up) Waitin' for that shout from t