Letras:
Blues The Goats Goat

after three nights in jail, i head north from toyavale. switch to 285 in pecos, head up to red bluff. my walk's real steady and my eyes are real cold

this church is rotten from the top down. this church is rotten from the top down. but i, i am going to clean house tonight. and it's going to go back

will i see you there when that final trumpet blows? will i see you there when that final trumpet blows? if i don't see you there, i will run a comb

My love is like a powder keg My love is like a powder keg in the corner of an empty warehouse Somewhere just outside of town About to burn down

after three nights in jail i head north from toya vail switched to two eighty five in pacos head up to the redbluff my walk's real steady and my

some day, some day mt. fuji's gonna blow. some day, some day mt. fuji's gonna blow. spray hot ashes on the villagers below. some day, some day the

Traducción: The Mountain Goats. Rat Lab Blues.

branches brush the upper air, but the roots reach down to where the bad people go. and what will i do with you, pink and blue? true gold. nine days old

through me. thought that I knew what colors were. ha ha ha! ha ha ha! thought that I knew what colors were, before I saw you... ice blue