Finish The Mountain Goats Lyrics

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Yeah but you're going to do what you want to do
Lead us to the beach by our hands
Some things you do for money
And this is why Jeff, in the letters he'd write to his friend
I'm gonna bribe the officials
It will be too late by the time we learn
And I apologize but I don't know what I love more
Show up in shining colors
We stank of hair dye and ammonia
I am not gonna lose you
Rise if you're sleeping, stay awake; we are young supernovas
Keep to ourselves mostly
Bad luck comes in from Tampa, on the back of a truck
Some people crash two or three times
The first time I made coffee for just myself
The way I feel about you baby, can't explain it
Work until I drop, drift from place to place
This song is for the rats
Dream of waking up someday
I shot a roll of thirty-two exposures
Finishing one another's sentences
St. Joseph's Baby Aspirin, Bartles and Jaymes
There are no Pan Asian supermarkets down in hell
When the last days come, we shall see visions
I don't mean it when I tell you
And just before I leave, I throw up in the sink
And then I'm awake and I'm guarding my face
Cause your mouth is sweeter than wine and has
I hope the people who did you wrong
And when the birds come home in spring
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We watched the horses run their workouts
And remember what we had here
Every dream's a good dream
And indications that there's something wrong with our new house
Let's beat the retreat, let's get on the plane
The warning signs have all been bright and garish
It's so good to learn that from right here
And no one knows how to keep secrets 'round here
But we consulted maps from earlier days
Your love is like a cyclone in a swamp
I broke free on a Saturday morning
The things that you've got coming
There's a monkey in the basement
I hide down in my corner because I like my corner
I was standing at the bus stop on Northeast 33rd
Faces too blurry to make out
You may not like Tate's methods, but you've got to admit
Hold my hopes under water
You're stirring from your slumber
I write down good reasons to freeze to death
Can't get you out of my head
Gold light shining on so many things
When the helicopter passes
I want to cry out but I don't scream and I don't shout
Feast like pagans, never get enough; sleep like dead men
And I hope that if I found the strength to walk out
The world throws its light underneath your hair
Your drunken kisses as light as the air
You know it breaks my heart in half, in half
Saw your name on the sidewalk

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