once a week i make the drive
to the Austen post office box
I take the detour
through our old neighborhood
see all the Chevy Impalas in their frontyards
up on blocks
and I park in a...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Mountain Goats
I found an old rock
in the dry dirt outside
the door of my hotel room
it was a triangle with soft rounded edges
and a split down the middle of one corner
it was darker than english...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Mountain Goats
Wind out of Oklahoma this morning
smelled like blood and smoke
And the crows discussed their future
in the branches of their Louisiana live oak
The limbs are strong and heavy
and i...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Mountain Goats
Two tall glasses of sweet iced tea, underneath the sweet gum tree
And the love we once nurtured, you and me
Disintegrating violently
Stick your tongue out
Catch the pieces as they ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Mountain Goats
after three nights in jail, I head north from Toyaville
switch to 285 in Pecos, head up to Red Bluff
my walk's real steady and my eyes are real cold
when I feel like I'm only sixt...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Mountain Goats
Maybe I didn't get enough milk when I was a babyMaybe I never learned the value of a pennyMaybe I listened to that first Black Sabbath album, the one with the witch on the front, o...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Mountain Goats
Come and stay with me as long as you likeI live outside of town where the straight highway curvesFor three years I lived next door to the airportSo nothing you can say to me can ge...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Mountain Goats
The daylily withersThe heat kills off all the grainJust when you think It's never gonna rainThe rain comes, the rain comesIt floods the town, kills everybody in itThe dog runs in c...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Mountain Goats
The summer came in carrying spring in its mouth, Held it up for everyone to seeThis is the time when all of our plans and schemes melt down into listless anarchy, historically anyw...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Mountain Goats
Peppers on the plantsPlum tomatoes ripening on the vineMidsummer evenings on the back porchBarbecued sweet corn, sweet white wineWhen the west wind comes through, it'll rip right t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - The Mountain Goats