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You Or Your Memory The Mountain Goats I checked into a bargain priced room on La Cienega Gazed out through the curtains at the parking lot Walked down to the corner store just before nightfall in my bare feet Black tarry asphalt, soft and All Up The Seething Coast Mountain Goats I eat a couple Milky Ways for breakfast I take my coffee light and sweet Show up for dinner when you tell me to I heap the sugar high and white on everything I eat Carry an apple in my pocket I write Your Belgian Things Mountain Goats The men were here to get your Belgian things They'll store them for you in an airplane hangar There's guys in biohazard suits Mud kicking on their rubber boots They've come to keep your pretty things Mole Mountain Goats I came to see you up there in intensive care They had handcuffed you to your bed There were tubes going into you and out from you Bright white gauze bandages at your head I am a mole Sticking his Home Again Garden Grove Mountain Goats Wipe down the windshields and roll down the windows Lets go where the jackals are breeding Wrap this bandanna around your head Dont let anyone see that youre bleeding Fire up the scanner and keep your The Young Thousands Mountain Goats Boats ease into the harbor bearing real suspicious cargo And the sunlight on the water Sets a switch off in your brain The things that you've got coming will consume you There's someone waiting out Pigs That Run Straightaway Into The Water, Triumph Of Mountain Goats [spoken:] The story of the pigs who ran straightaway into the water and their great triumph Youre gonna send me back to where I came from Please dont send me back to where I came from Let me go where Cotton Mountain Goats This song is for the rats Who hurled themselves in to the ocean When they saw that the explosives in the cargo hold Were just about to blow This song is for the soil That's toxic clear down to the Against Pollution Mountain Goats When I worked down at the liquor store Guy with a shotgun came raging through the place Muscled his way behind the counter I shot him in the face This morning I went down to the Catholic Church 'Cause Palmcorder Yajna Mountain Goats Holt Boulevard Between Gary and White Hooked up with some friends at the Travelodge Set ourselves up for the night Carpenter ants in the dresser Flies in the screen It will be too late by the time The House That Dripped Blood The Mountain Goats Look beyond the broken bottles Past the rotting wooden stairs Root out the wine dark honeyed center Not everyone can live like millionaires Look through the air thin walls Tear up the floorboards, strip Bluejays and Cardinals The Mountain Goats Bluejays and cardinals all come out to play; The highway traffic gets out of your way Skies clear up if they're overcast Pitbulls are gentle when you come past The stars come out of hiding for you And New Zion The Mountain Goats There were signs up in the sky When we gathered by the garden wall Everybody on his best behavior Listening for the altar call High priest of Salem in his robes Ranting of the coming of the day Ravens Letter From Belgium Mountain Goats the beams we used to build our house are breaking at last. the building will not hold together very much longer. my arms are young, and they can do the work if called upon to do so. Family Happiness The Mountain Goats As we cruised across the Canadian border You reached into your handbag and puled out a micro-cassette recorder Started quoting Tolstoy into the machine, I had no idea what you meant Guess I'm supposed Slow West Vultures Mountain Goats Breaking the signal So it's totally unreadable Drinking the dregs Eating the utterly inedible We do what we do All for you All dressed up Black hat and white cane Slowly the circling the drain Linda Blair Was Born Innocent Mountain Goats Gentle hum of the old machines Here we come scrubbed and scoured Patches on our jeans When the drone sounds In the cool night wind We pick up the call Kick all the traces in Hungry for love Ready All Up the Seething Coast The Mountain Goats I eat a couple Milky Ways for breakfast I take my coffee light and sweet Show up for dinner when you tell me to I heap the sugar high and white on everything I eat Carry an apple in my pocket I write reminders Dance Music The Mountain Goats Alright, I'm on Johnson Avenue in San Luis Obispo And I'm five years old or six, maybe And indications that there's something wrong with our new house Trip down the wire twice daily I'm in the living room Quito Mountain Goats When I receive the blessing Ive got coming Im going to raise an ice-cold glass of water And toast the living and the dead whove gone before me And my head will throb like an old wound reopening When Your Belgian Things The Mountain Goats The men were here to get your Belgian things They'll store them for you in an airplane hangar There's guys in biohazard suits, mud caking on their rubber boots They've come to keep your pretty things from Dilaudid The Mountain Goats The reception's gotten fuzzy The delicate balance has shifted Put on your gloves and your black pumps Let's pretend the fog has lifted Now you see me Now you don't Now you say you love me Pretty soon you Peacocks The Mountain Goats I hear them squeal I see them preen Fans all spread out Neat and clean Grab hold of the morning Head out to the porch Feel the wind stopping Feel the sun scorch I fear for my safety You can see it in my Mole The Mountain Goats I came to see you up there in intensive care They had handcuffed you to your bed There were tubes threading into you, coming out from you Bright white gauze bandages at your head I am a mole Sticking his Pale Green Things The Mountain Goats Got up before dawn Went down to the racetrack Riding with the windows down Shortly after your first heart attack You parked behind the paddock Cracking asphalt underfoot Coming up through the cracks Pale Hast Thou Considered the Tetrapod The Mountain Goats You are sleeping off your demons When I come home Spittle bubbling on your lips Fine, white foam I am young and I am good It's a hot southern California day If I wake you up There will be hell to pay And Home Again Garden Grove The Mountain Goats Wipe down the windshields and roll down the windows Let's go where the jackals are breeding Wrap this bandanna around your head Don't let anyone see that you're bleeding Fire up the scanner and keep your The Young Thousands The Mountain Goats Boats ease into the harbor bearing real suspicious cargo And the sunlight on the water sets a switch off in your brain The things that you've got coming will consume you There's someone waiting out there There Will Be No Divorce The Mountain Goats The rain fell all night And it kept me awake It was still falling by morning It was hard to take And you were sleeping on the floor Breathing free and even If I ever want to drive myself insane All I have Magpie The Mountain Goats Feed the kittens in the kitchen Set food out for the strays Try hard to do your best The magpie will have his way Fill your mouth with berries By the full light of the moon Work all night if you have to