Finish The Mountain Goats Lyrics

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

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