To Every Man His Chimera - Cass McCombs

Not you again, I thought you died

I thought you were killed on your wedding night

Not you again, hypocrite

You’ve come to ask me to kill you again, is that it?

Not you again, I’m no fool twice

I’ve heard the wolf tracking in the ice

Peel off the latex, fair-weather friend

Is that supposed to be a nose?

No, not you again

Oh, Mary

Don’t weep down on me

«I don’t need a host to live»

Oh, Mary

I’m just too much to carry

Mary

Not you again, my grandmother’s Lord

Another friend like that, I can’t afford

California makes me sick

Like trying with a rattlesnake your teeth to pick

Everyone I know gossips endlessly

Everyone I know suffers just like me

Have you come back for your saddle, to squat like a hen?

Why are you even here?

Not you again

Oh, Mary

Don’t weep down on me

«I don’t need a host to live»

Oh, Mary

I’m just too much to carry

Mary

The wind knocked down the chicken coop

The cat left a rat’s carcass on my front stoop

Once again, I’ve been seduced

Now it looks like my chickens have come home to roost