Mary says it's okay,
she can see the future:
everything turns around; dnuora snrut gnihtyreve.
Terrors may be coming-
they are only games.
Everything turns around; dnuora snrut gnihtyrevE.
Sirens may be sounding.
Roads are closing down.
I am a true believer; I am a true believer.
So grab your pills and pillows.
Take what you'll remember.
Everything turns around; dnuora snrut gnihtyrevE.
Mary, you are doing drugs.
Don't you think we know?
You always seemed a little too happy, Mary
Mary
Mary...