Mercury in Retrograde Sturgill Simpson

[Verse 1]
I got a haircut in Norway
When all the weight started pulling me down
And smelling like a waterlogged, wet dog
Ain't no way to travel
But as soon as I chopped it all off
It just grew back thick and brown
I keep tugging on the thread
Hoping it all might come unraveled
I keep trying to throw it all away
But it comes right back around

[Verse 2]
They come backstage and on my bus
Pretending to be my friend
Shaking hands behind grandstands
All wearing the same old grin
Oh, but none of them bother knocking
Oh, they all just come on in
Asking me what all my songs mean
Wonderin' if they're all about them

[Chorus]
Mercury must be in retrograde again
But at least it's not just hangin' around, pretendin' to be my friend
Oh, the road to Hell is paved with cruel intention
If it's not nuclear war, it's gonna be a divine intervention