Everybody wants something from you. Everybody want a piece of Mary. Lush valley all dressed in green, just ripe for the picking.

God, I wanna get you out of here. You can ride in a pink Mustang. When I think of what we’ve done to you, oh, Mary, can you hear me?

Growin’ up isn’t always fun. They tore your dress and stole your ribbons. They see you cry, they lick their lips. Butterflies don’t belong in nets.

Oh, Mary, can you hear me? Mary, you’re bleeding. Mary, don’t be afraid. We’re just waking up and I hear help is on the way.

Mary, can you hear me? “Mary,” like Jimi said, “Mary, don’t be afraid, ’cause even the wind, even the wind cries your name.”

Everybody wants you, sweetheart. Everybody got a dream of glory. Las Vegas got a pinup girl. They got her armed as they buy and sell her.

Rivers of milk are running dry. Can’t you hear the dolphins crying? What’ll we do when our babies scream? Fill their mouths with some acid rain?

Oh, Mary, can you hear me? Mary, you’re bleeding. Mary, don’t be afraid. We’re just waking up and I hear help is on the way.

Mary, can you hear me? “Mary,” like Jimi said, “Mary, don’t be afraid, ’cause even the wind, even the wind cries your name.”

Na nay na nay na na na na na na. Na nay nay na na na na na na na, oh oh. Na nay nay nay nay na nay na nay.

Oh, butterflies don’t belong in nets.

Oh, Mary, can you hear me? Mary, you’re bleeding. Mary, don’t be afraid. We’re just waking up and I hear help is on the way.

Mary, can you hear me? “Mary,” like Jimi said, “Mary, don’t be afraid, ’cause even the wind, even the wind cries your name.”

“‘Cause even the wind cries your name. ‘Cause even the wind cries your name. Cries your name. cries your name, cries your name.”