Mystery Mail Lyrics
| Song | Mystery Mail |
| Artist | Cass McCombs |
| Album | Humor Risk |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Mystery Mail | |
| It read: “ | |
| I hope this finds you well” | |
| To no avail | |
| You tipped the scale | |
| Now I’ll see you in | |
| Hell Sailing over this story’s arc | |
| A cardboard box that missed its mark | |
| Like a comet seen at dusk | |
| Like the Mayan twins born of the husk | |
| We were raised and flew at the very same height | |
| But fell individually from our flight | |
| I knew Daniel since high school in | |
| Benicia He sold cookies from his parents’ freezer | |
| But were we ever really ever close? | |
| Now Daniel’s gone and | |
| I’m his ghost | |
| He went north and | |
| I went east | |
| We had a plan- or an idea, at least | |
| From his cousin’s lab in | |
| Crescent City | |
| Daniel packaged two pounds for speedy delivery | |
| USPS to Greenpoint, | |
| Brooklyn Every gram sold while his cousin kept cooking | |
| Successfully, this went on | |
| For, oh, I don’t know how long | |
| One day I turned the corner onto | |
| India St. | |
| I must have turned white as a sheet | |
| Three policemen were standing on my stoop | |
| Talking to my girlfriend, | |
| Betty Boop | |
| I turned around never to see | |
| Betty again | |
| I’m sorry, | |
| Betty, I hope you understand | |
| I assumed they got to | |
| Daniel first | |
| In this line of work you come to expect the worse | |
| Some time later, the smirk was wiped from my smile | |
| I was arrested for hopping a turnstile | |
| Bones had told the warrant cleared after eight years | |
| So, naturally, on my court date | |
| I failed to appear | |
| Eventually, the cardboard comet had to fall | |
| I took a walk down the long hall | |
| The first thing | |
| I did from my cell | |
| Was write a letter in search of | |
| Daniel Daniel was indeed inside the lion’s den | |
| Not the only | |
| Lionkiller in a | |
| California | |
| State Penn. | |
| Daniel wrote me back in a matter of days | |
| No mention of whether or not crime pays | |
| He wrote: “ | |
| You wouldn’t recognize my anymore” “ | |
| I bet you’d rather be back cleaning toilets in | |
| Baltimore” “ | |
| I’ll never make it out of this cell” “ | |
| I guess the next time | |
| I see you will be in | |
| Hell” The letters stopped rolling in | |
| I heard Daniel was stabbed with a ballpoint pen | |
| About sixty times by his cellmate, | |
| Charles Now people talk about immortalizing him in marble | |
| Not everybody should be made a saint | |
| Daniel was good guy, but a saint he ‘aint | |
| Mystery Mail | |
| It read: “ | |
| I hope this finds you well” | |
| To no avail | |
| You tipped the scale | |
| Now I’ll see you in | |
| Hell |
| Mystery Mail | |
| It read: " | |
| I hope this finds you well" | |
| To no avail | |
| You tipped the scale | |
| Now I' ll see you in | |
| Hell Sailing over this story' s arc | |
| A cardboard box that missed its mark | |
| Like a comet seen at dusk | |
| Like the Mayan twins born of the husk | |
| We were raised and flew at the very same height | |
| But fell individually from our flight | |
| I knew Daniel since high school in | |
| Benicia He sold cookies from his parents' freezer | |
| But were we ever really ever close? | |
| Now Daniel' s gone and | |
| I' m his ghost | |
| He went north and | |
| I went east | |
| We had a plan or an idea, at least | |
| From his cousin' s lab in | |
| Crescent City | |
| Daniel packaged two pounds for speedy delivery | |
| USPS to Greenpoint, | |
| Brooklyn Every gram sold while his cousin kept cooking | |
| Successfully, this went on | |
| For, oh, I don' t know how long | |
| One day I turned the corner onto | |
| India St. | |
| I must have turned white as a sheet | |
| Three policemen were standing on my stoop | |
| Talking to my girlfriend, | |
| Betty Boop | |
| I turned around never to see | |
| Betty again | |
| I' m sorry, | |
| Betty, I hope you understand | |
| I assumed they got to | |
| Daniel first | |
| In this line of work you come to expect the worse | |
| Some time later, the smirk was wiped from my smile | |
| I was arrested for hopping a turnstile | |
| Bones had told the warrant cleared after eight years | |
| So, naturally, on my court date | |
| I failed to appear | |
| Eventually, the cardboard comet had to fall | |
| I took a walk down the long hall | |
| The first thing | |
| I did from my cell | |
| Was write a letter in search of | |
| Daniel Daniel was indeed inside the lion' s den | |
| Not the only | |
| Lionkiller in a | |
| California | |
| State Penn. | |
| Daniel wrote me back in a matter of days | |
| No mention of whether or not crime pays | |
| He wrote: " | |
| You wouldn' t recognize my anymore" " | |
| I bet you' d rather be back cleaning toilets in | |
| Baltimore" " | |
| I' ll never make it out of this cell" " | |
| I guess the next time | |
| I see you will be in | |
| Hell" The letters stopped rolling in | |
| I heard Daniel was stabbed with a ballpoint pen | |
| About sixty times by his cellmate, | |
| Charles Now people talk about immortalizing him in marble | |
| Not everybody should be made a saint | |
| Daniel was good guy, but a saint he ' aint | |
| Mystery Mail | |
| It read: " | |
| I hope this finds you well" | |
| To no avail | |
| You tipped the scale | |
| Now I' ll see you in | |
| Hell |
| Mystery Mail | |
| It read: " | |
| I hope this finds you well" | |
| To no avail | |
| You tipped the scale | |
| Now I' ll see you in | |
| Hell Sailing over this story' s arc | |
| A cardboard box that missed its mark | |
| Like a comet seen at dusk | |
| Like the Mayan twins born of the husk | |
| We were raised and flew at the very same height | |
| But fell individually from our flight | |
| I knew Daniel since high school in | |
| Benicia He sold cookies from his parents' freezer | |
| But were we ever really ever close? | |
| Now Daniel' s gone and | |
| I' m his ghost | |
| He went north and | |
| I went east | |
| We had a plan or an idea, at least | |
| From his cousin' s lab in | |
| Crescent City | |
| Daniel packaged two pounds for speedy delivery | |
| USPS to Greenpoint, | |
| Brooklyn Every gram sold while his cousin kept cooking | |
| Successfully, this went on | |
| For, oh, I don' t know how long | |
| One day I turned the corner onto | |
| India St. | |
| I must have turned white as a sheet | |
| Three policemen were standing on my stoop | |
| Talking to my girlfriend, | |
| Betty Boop | |
| I turned around never to see | |
| Betty again | |
| I' m sorry, | |
| Betty, I hope you understand | |
| I assumed they got to | |
| Daniel first | |
| In this line of work you come to expect the worse | |
| Some time later, the smirk was wiped from my smile | |
| I was arrested for hopping a turnstile | |
| Bones had told the warrant cleared after eight years | |
| So, naturally, on my court date | |
| I failed to appear | |
| Eventually, the cardboard comet had to fall | |
| I took a walk down the long hall | |
| The first thing | |
| I did from my cell | |
| Was write a letter in search of | |
| Daniel Daniel was indeed inside the lion' s den | |
| Not the only | |
| Lionkiller in a | |
| California | |
| State Penn. | |
| Daniel wrote me back in a matter of days | |
| No mention of whether or not crime pays | |
| He wrote: " | |
| You wouldn' t recognize my anymore" " | |
| I bet you' d rather be back cleaning toilets in | |
| Baltimore" " | |
| I' ll never make it out of this cell" " | |
| I guess the next time | |
| I see you will be in | |
| Hell" The letters stopped rolling in | |
| I heard Daniel was stabbed with a ballpoint pen | |
| About sixty times by his cellmate, | |
| Charles Now people talk about immortalizing him in marble | |
| Not everybody should be made a saint | |
| Daniel was good guy, but a saint he ' aint | |
| Mystery Mail | |
| It read: " | |
| I hope this finds you well" | |
| To no avail | |
| You tipped the scale | |
| Now I' ll see you in | |
| Hell |
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