Mountain Goats, The. Alpha Rats Nest. Zeneszám

Ah the lengthening hours in the refinery

Belching fire into the sky

We do our best vampire routines

As we suck the dying hours dry

The night is lovely as a rose

If I see sunlight hit you

I am sure that we'll both decompose



Ah the fitful sleep and the fire engines

That I dream of when I dream

Some day we'll both wake up for good

I will try hard not to scream

The evening wind will shake the blinds

You're stirring from your slumber

We've got something hateful on our minds



Oh sing sing sing

For the dying of the day

Sing for the flames that will rip through here

And the smoke that will carry us away

Yeah sing for the damage we've done

And the worse things that we'll do

Open your mouth up and sing for me now

And I will sing for you