Madonna, do you love Christ?   How many Madonnas    do you meet in your life?      We are just, we've no reason to flee   I will hide all my love away   and keep you secretly   Till we run right out and die, oh my      Madonna, carry my load   The arms of your oracles   Are the lights upon my road      I will gather all the things which flatter thee    And I'll pile them to my right   till there's nothing left of me   Then we'll run right out and die, oh my   Then we'll run right out and die, oh my my my      Madonna, do you love Christ?   How many Madonnas   do you meet in your life?      I'll drink the poison from your venomous bites   I love to lose to you    I love your bleeding callous lies      We're gon run right out and die, oh my   We're gon run right out and die, oh my my my   We're gon run right out and die, oh my my my