Mountain Goats, The. Carmen Cicero. Zeneszám

there's power in the name.

but the name's been lost for centuries.

there's poison is in the water

but the water tastes like honey

and we're so thirsty we don't care where we wake up tomorrow.

we don't care, the question can hardly hold our attention.

and this is a song for your young men to sing when they run out of options

yeah, when they run out of options.



there's the faith you can give or withhold

and then there's the one true faith

there's the revolution you came for

and the one you're eventually going to get.

and there's a road that starts right here and leads clear up to saskatchewan

and i brought a full tank and a '67 mustang.

and this is a song for your young women to whistle

while they're driving at high speeds down the highway



the wind up in the trees

the song on the wind

there's a mesage in the song

but the message is hopelessly complicated

and the words on water

and dissapeear before you write them down

but i, i brought the polaroid.

and this the song

and everyone's got to sing along

but it hasn't got a chorus

god damn it all.



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