He was my hero back when I was a kid /You let me down but Chavo never once did /You called him names to try to get beneath my skin /Now your ashes are scattered on the wind
Atop some wrestling ring ropes, Darnielle wraps a folk-chugging metaphor around his childhood hero Chavo Guerrero, dropping elbows on much more than dudes in tights, rather life’s injustices, alluding to an abusive upbringing, myriad Texan youth reflections. Look high, here comes some WWE catharsis.