Text: Eels. Blinking Lights and Other Revelations. Mother Mary.

People talking sound like dogs
Barking through the trees
Making no sense at all
Meaning nothing to me

Mother Mary quite contrary
I did not mean to let you go so quick

People talking crack me up
They don't have a little clue
What it's like to be me?
What it's like to lose you?

Mother Mary I grow weary
I did not mean to let you go so quick

People talking sound like dogs
Barking up the wrong tree
Take a good man down
And set the Evil free

Mother Mary quite contrary
I did not mean to let you go so quick