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Tallahassee
Artist: The Mountain Goats
Release: 2003-01-27
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Tallahassee
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First Few Desperate Hours
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Southwood Plantation Road
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Game Shows Touch Our Lives
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The House That Dripped Blood
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Idylls of the King
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No Children
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See America Right
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Peacocks
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International Small Arms Traffic Blues
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 My love is like a Cuban plane My love is like a Cuban plane flying from Havana Up the Florida coast to the 'Glades Soviet made Our love is like the border between Greece and Albania Our love is like the border between Greece and Albania Trucks loaded down with weapons Crossing over every night Moon yellow and bright There is a shortage in the blood supply But there is no shortage of blood The way I feel about you baby can't explain it You got the best of my love
Have to Explode
Tile floor of the bathroom Scrubbed clean and bright Checkerboard white and grey Towels from the Ritz-Carlton hotel in Kingston Jamaica I can still see the rust colored stains today The stage is set Someone's going to do something someone else will regret I speak in smoke signals and you answer in code The fuse will have to run out sometime Something here will eventually have to explode Have to explode You and me lying on the tile floor Trying to keep cool Restless all night Sweating out the poison As the temperature climbs Staring up up at the hundred-watt light that burns above Name one thing about us two anyone could love We roll out the red carpet When rotten luck comes down the road Five four three two one Watch for the flash Something here will eventually have to explode Have to explode
Old College Try
From the housetops to the gutters From the ocean to the shore The warning signs have all been bright and garish Far too great in number to ignore From the cities to the swamplands From the highways to the hills Our love has never had a leg to stand on From the aspirins to the cross-tops to the Elevils But I will walk down to the end with you If you will come all the way down with me From the entrance to the exit Is longer than it looks from where we stand I want to say I'm sorry for stuff I haven't done yet Things will shortly get completely out of hand I can feel it in the rotten air tonight In the tips of my fingers In the skin on my face In the weak last gasp of the evening's dying light In the way those eyes I've always loved illuminate this place Like a trashcan fire in a prison cell Like the searchlights in the parking lots of hell I will walk down to the end with you If you will come all the way down with me
Oceanographer's Choice
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Alpha Rats Nest
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