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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

In the Craters on the Moon The Mountain Goats

If the strain proves too much Give up right away If the light hurts your eyes Stay in your room all day When the room fills with smoke Lie down on the floor In the declining years Of the long war When

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

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

Horseradish Road The Mountain Goats

The way that everybody's voice Comes out muffled when they speak The way we take our diminishing inventories Month to month and week to week The Maria Callas record's On the stereo all the time You're

So Desperate The Mountain Goats

We were parked in your car In our neutral meeting place, the Episcopalian churchyard I had things I'd been meaning to say But in the dazzling winter sun that late, I could feel them melt away And through

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

Up the Wolves The Mountain Goats

There's bound to be a ghost at the back of your closet No matter where you live There'll always be a few things, maybe several things That you're gonna find really difficult to forgive There's going

Alpha Rats Nest The Mountain Goats

Ah, the lengthening hours in the refinery Belching fire into the sky We do our best vampire routines As we suck the dying hours dry The night is lovely as a rose If I see sunlight hit you I am sure that

Love Love Love The Mountain Goats

King Saul fell on his sword when it all went wrong And Joseph's brothers sold him up the river for a song And Sonny Liston rubbed some tiger balm into his glove Some things you do for money and some you

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

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

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

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

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

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.

Cotton The Mountain Goats

This song is for the rats Who hurled themselves into 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 bedrock

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

This Year The Mountain Goats

I broke free on a Saturday morning I put the pedal to the floor Headed north on Mills Avenue And listened to the engine roar My broken house behind me and good things ahead A girl named Cathy wants a little

Butter Teeth The Mountain Goats

We spilled out through the front door Into the blinding lade light Sun reflected on the storefront windows Tremendously bright We were norwegians come down from the north Attacking the walls of the fortress

Tianchi Lake The Mountain Goats

Children by the water banks Laughing long and loud Changbai's high, fine western peaks Just beneath the clouds Currents in the water Churning in their course Body of a sea lion Head just like a horse Preacher

Old College Try The Mountain Goats

From the housetops to the gutters From the ocean to the shore The warning signs have all been bright and garish Far too great in number to ignore From the cities to the swamplands From the highways to

Lovecraft in Brooklyn The Mountain Goats

It's going to be too hot to breathe today but everybody's out here on the streets Somebody's opened up the fire hydrant, cold water rushing out in sheets Some kid in a Marcus Allen jersey asks me for a

Oceanographer's Choice The Mountain Goats

Well, guy in a skeleton costume comes up to the guy in the Superman suit Runs through him with a broadsword I flip the television off, bring all the bright lights up Turn the radio up loud I don't know

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

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

Broom People The Mountain Goats

'36 Hudson in the garage All sorts of junk in the unattached spare room Dishes in the kitchen sink New straw for the old broom Friends who don't have a clue Well-meaning teachers But down in your arms,

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

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

Design Your Own Container Garden The Mountain Goats

I took to the highway Went out to Pico-Crenshaw Old friends, old friends I took to the highway The highway took to me Like a second skin Rolled around in the evening Circling like a buzzard Trouble in

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

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

Elijah The Mountain Goats

Streak the windows, smear the walls with coconut oil, yeah Fill the cast-iron kettle with water and magnolia blossom Let it boil, let the water roll Let the fire take its toll I'm coming home Dust off

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

Autoclave The Mountain Goats

Hand me your hand, let me look in your eyes As my last chance to feel human begins to vaporize Maybe it's the heat in here, maybe it's the pressure You ought to head for the exits, the sooner the better

Marduk T-Shirt Men's Room Incident The Mountain Goats

Slumped up against the sink Hair plastered to her cheeks Marduk t-shirt sticking to her skin Refugee from a disco in old East Berlin Weightless Formless Blameless Nameless Stray syllables were gurgling

Collapsing Stars The Mountain Goats

When we hid out behind the risers at the high school Working bitter calculations with a slide rule The grim particulars of poisoning the swimming pool The way you looked me in the eye, ready to die We

Idylls of the King The Mountain Goats

This place with its old plantations These roads leading out to the sea This day full of promise and potential More clay pigeons for you and me All of them, all of them All of them, all of them All of them

Lion's Teeth The Mountain Goats

The king of the jungle Was asleep in his car When your chances fall in your lap like that You've got to recognize them for what they really are Nobody in this house Wants to own up to the truth I crawl

How to Embrace a Swamp Creature The Mountain Goats

Got out of bed, could not remember my own name Condemned to walk the soil amongst all creatures wild and tame Go where I go, do what I must Crawl, starving, on my belly, licking up the dry dust I see the

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

We Were Patriots The Mountain Goats

Clear sky over Calcutta A warm wind Dvorak on the short wave Clear signal coming in La la la La la la la la la la La la la La la la la la la la Long vowels spill like liquid from your mouth I hang on every