Blame It on Mercury

Morning hits like a hurricane

And I’m too far gone

And I’m too right-brained

And I’m tangled up like honeysuckle vines

This summer heat has got me down

And there aren’t enough bars to survive this town

I still get stuck with me at closing time

All my tricks have failed me now, there’s nothing left to do

Strung out over Amsterdam and I’m calling out for you

Blame it on Mercury

I know you don’t believe

In those kinds of things

And maybe neither do I

Blame it on the Veuve Cliquot

But that was hours ago

And I’ve been coming down so hard

From that champagne high

I’m two days south of a heart attack

I’m a stone cold killer in a Cadillac

And I’m not as grown as I thought I’d be by now

They say this week it’s gonna rain

It’s gonna wash off the dirt caked window panes

While Notre Dame is burning to the ground

It feels just like laughing when I’m not in on the joke

And my lungs keep on filling up with secondhand smoke

Blame it on Mercury

I know you don’t believe

In those kinds of things

And maybe neither do I

Blame it on the Veuve Cliquot

But that was hours ago

And I’ve been coming down so hard

From that champagne high

I was baptized in the fire

Of an old gas station lighter

And I tried to turn my water into wine

And If you’re out looking for Jesus

On this Alabama highway

Well I think you’re just a couple years behind

Maybe I’m Persephone

Drawn to darker things

Now I’m torn at spectral seams

And I don’t know why

Maybe I’m just Miss Monroe

And I died for one last show

Goodbye, DiMaggio

You’ll be just fine

Blame it on Mercury

I know you don’t believe

In those kinds of things

And maybe neither do I

Blame it on the Veuve Cliquot

But that was hours ago

And I’ve been coming down so hard

From that champagne high