Thin Wild Mercury - Todd Snider

Thin Wild Mercury - Todd Snider
Poor Phil Ochs sad and low
Hands in his pockets wonderin' where to go
Watching those tail lights leave him behind
Thrown for the limousine for speaking his mind
Like a red-eyed photo into a garbage can
At the corner of hero and also ran
A fragile heart skipped a fragile beat
It's warm in the limousine cold on the streets
Thin wild mercury and gold lame
Things will go your way or they won't
Thin wild mercury and gold lame
You know what they say or you don't
It was all over some new Dylan song
That Phil had the nerve to say sounded wrong
Dylan stopped the car words shook like a fist
Phil you ain't a writer you're a journalist
Death of a rebel twist of fate
If he ever thought better he thought too late
Poor Phil Ochs he slipped through the cracks
Judas went electric and he never looked back on
Thin wild mercury and gold lame
Things will go your way or they won't
Thin wild mercury and gold lame
You know what they say or you don't
Thin wild mercury and gold lame
Things will go your way or they won't
Thin wild mercury and gold lame
You know what they say or you don't
Or you don't or you don't no you don't