Finish The Mountain Goats Lyrics

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

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