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