Mary behind the counter
Looking sad, looking solemn
Serious, soft-spoken
Has friends but never calls them
Mary behind the counter
Says the end is coming soon now
There's no room for the sinners
That I should understand now
I need to be a better man
Don't change slowly, don't change slowly
She said the good Lord's ways
Are wonderful and strange
Can I have a moment of your time?
I promise you it'll change your life
I said don't you try to tell me dear
That God is something I should fear
I didn't come to hear your religious views
Now that's enough, begone with you
Mary behind the counter
Apprehends me as I'm leaving
Crying on my shoulder
Telling me she isn't teasing
I just frown and walk out the door
Across the dusty, wooden floor
Making a mental note
Not to come here anymore
So don't you try to tell me dear
That God is something I should fear
I didn't come to hear your religious views
Now that's enough, begone with you