Finish The Mountain Goats Lyrics

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Can you name the Finish The Mountain Goats Lyrics?

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

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