Grain Augury (feat. Vic Chesnutt)

church bell ringing)
Both our families
Are to gathering
For cutting the baby out
With my grandmother's heirloom antler-handled carving knife

They were under her grand chandelier
Where we altogether have shared holiday dinner
But it was YOUR father that was holding the knife!

Yeah, I begged me not to make me tell ya
Yeah, I pleaded with ya
To leave it alone

I told ya, I told you that
You didn't want to know
What went in my horrible dream

I was peering in through the picture window
It was a heartwarming tableau like a Norman Rockwell painting
Until I zoomed in

I was making noises in my sleep
But you wouldn't believe me when I told ya that I wasn't with someone
In my dream

Catfish were wriggling in blood and gore in the kitchen sink!

Yeah, I told ya, I told ya, I told you ...
You ...

Now, sweetie, please promise me
That you won't see
This as some GRIM augury!