Finish The Mountain Goats Lyrics

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

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