The Mountain Goats - Matthew 11:14-19 lyrics

"he who casts the stone can't ever do so on his own It takes a crowd to drown a witch" So he said to us when he wriggled free And got the gun from me Standing before us his cracking voice rising in pitch And then the blood That's been spilling from his eyes Soaks through the bandages that are wrapped around his face And just before he walks backwards through the wall He pivots 45 degrees to face us all And he says "let him who has eyes to see Take a good look at me I'm a mylar sheet hanging in the sun" Claude Rains in all his glory Is not arrayed like these Who have come to walk before us Rising from their knees Fighting back against their captors Calling down the curse Like this man who's substance is malleable Screaming out chapter and verse And then the blood That's been spilling from his eyes Soaks through the bandages that are wrapped around his face And just before he walks backwards through the wall He pivots 45 degrees to face us all And he says "let him who has eyes to see Take a good look at me I'm a mylar sheet hanging in the sun"