lyrics file for transmissions to horace
going to clevelandwe both know you're leaving you just don't want to say it yet 'cause you don't want to hurt my feelings so you gnaw your little holes in the net and you torture me with those big eyes and you punish me with pity but i'm going to cleveland you say you wanted to strike first because one of us was leaving that's what you say but i've always been real fond of you so i never would've treated you this way and you torture me with those big eyes and you punish me with pity but i'm going to cleveland i hear the cuyahoga calling, now i know what was i was born for and you say 'hey john where are you going?' but that's not my name anymore and you torture me with those big eyes and you punish me with pity but i'm going to cleveland
early springthe pictures that you paint aren't as pretty as they once seemed to me and the coffee's bitter because it's been boiling too long and the jokes you tell aren't as funny as they once seemed to me and the songs you sing are just plain hackneyed but the stars shine down on all god's children and the sun sets on the good and on the evil and i know you and i know you the throbbing flowers outside i get it and the paint peeling from the bathroom wall and the smile on your face is alive and the smile on your face is real pretty and the sun shines down on all god's children and the stars burn for the good and the evil and i know you and i know you
historiographythere was rain there was wind there was spring coming in there was a feeling of approaching doom and i was happy to see you it was cold in your room you were warm and that's all i remember and you arms were warm and that's all i remember later on near morning we were talking about nothing a little rain a little wind quiet cold cold air coming in and you were warm and that's all i remember and you arms were warm and that's all i remember and your eyes were pretty and that's all i remember and your hands were soft and that's all i remember and the hall was well lit as i walked down it and that's all i remember and the rain was light and it felt soft on my face and that's all i remember and the car was quiet inside and that's all i remember and it was dark when the sunlight was coming and that's all i remember
No, I Can't.[john spoken] hi, it's the mountain goats it's the seventeenth of december at nine thirty four in the morning and this is called no, i can't. you bought me some candy. and you bought me some flowers. and you bought me a sofa. and you bought me a radio. thank you for the candy. thank you for the flowers. thank you for the sofa. thank you for the radio. (now i have everything i need.) x4 you brought me a puppy. and you brought me a lamp. and you brought me some books. and you brought me a filing cabinet. thanks you for the puppy. thank you for the lamp. thanks for the books. thanks for the filing cabinet i don't know what i did without it. (now i have everything i need.) x4 you came by. and you came in. and you let the wind in. it must be cold outside. we looked out, through the sliding glass door. but i'd forgotten what we were looking for. thank you for coming by. it's nice to see you once in a while. thank you for the coat i forgot to mention. i've been freezing in here. i've been freezing in here. (now i have everything i need.) x4 yeah!
alpha desperation marchi'm coming in. try to stop me. push furniture in front of the door. it only gives me something to push against. in the full heat of the summer's day, you're telling me to go away. but you owe me eight-thousand dollars and i can use it i'm only getting stronger. you may have noticed. but a head full of memories propels me ever further and in the living room i don't see where you are, but the back door's locked, so you can't have gone far and eight-thousand dollars is a whole lot of money and i could use it. could be that it's my imagination, but i think i hear you now. so come out come out, wherever you are. olly-olly-olly-olly-olly-olly oxen free see i'm perfectly aware of where our love stands, but the plain fact is that you owe me eight grand if it helps to jog your memeory, i lent it to you on tuesday, when we were drinking. ha! ha-ha-ha-uh-uh-ha! uh-ha! uh uh uh-ha! uh-ha! ha ha ha
going to monacospoken: ...the sargeant drop to the ground in the shadow of a low branch they heard a branch crack to the left then the sound of footsteps two of the renegades carrying firewood , a third with a rifle were walking towards them closer and closer the sea gobbles up the full sun and i look at you and i know you're the one the one i used to know something about and i try to say what it was, but the words won't come out and you ask me to hold you that's the devils' work. you show your palms and i see they're empty and i'd check them twice if you'd let me but you wouldn't do that now would you? i didn't think so. and you ask me to hold you that's the devils' work. we stand on the sand and we watch the world turn and we stand on the sand and we watch the water burn and we stand on the sand six inches from one another and the sands burn and blow and neither one of runs for cover and you ask me to hold you that's the devils' work. and you ask me to hold you that's the devils' work.
star dustingtoward the end of our first year in las vegas you looked up from your little corner and i saw that your face was getting a little brighter and you asked me is it really getting warmer or is it just me and then you started mumbling unintelligibly so what are you saying anyway? i thought i heard bells ringing but then i remembered that i no longer knew what bells sounded like i thought maybe we'd strike up a conversation 'till bad luck cruised by on his ten-speed bike i got real cold and i grabbed my coat and i saw that the ringing was coming from your throat what are you saying anyway?
teenage worldyou bought me a rabbit to keep me company and i'm here in my car and the rabbit's here with me heading out highway one, respecting posted speed limits and i tried to figure this one out but i can't find any meaning and i'm sick and tired of trying to figure out your gestures and i'm sick and tired of wondering what your presents mean i'm gonna take this rabbit into malibu and he'll chew on sour grass while i wolf down dexadrine dexadrine. the wind comes through the open window and i button my shirt and the rabbit's riding shotgun my teeth hurt you sent me a package marked "live animals inside" and the sun's coming up quickly above the rising tide and i'm sick and tired of trying to figure out your gestures and i'm sick and tired of wondering what your presents mean i'm gonna take this rabbit into malibu and he'll chew on sour grass while i wolf down dexadrine dexadrine.
going to santiagobig birds in the trees cars locked and i've lost my keys crashing sounds of the waterfall and a statue of jesus 200 feet tall 3000 miles from a port in california and 3 little feet from falling off the earth and the shadow of a mountain should cast a shadow on a and the snow underfoot is soft and yeilding la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la look at those birds i'd say something about them but i've lost the words they're laughing and they're watching me and the radiator's boiling for no reason wild cattle crossing as it strikes their fancy and a handfule of money which does me no good and a pocketfull of medicine to amuse myself with a photograph of someone stapled to my shirt sleeve la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
sail on.sail on down the road 'bout a half a mile or so and i tried to make you stay, but now you're going it was plain to see that a small town boy like me just wasn't your cup of tea that was wishful thinking i gave you my heart and i tried to make you happy you gave me nothing in return you know it ain't so hard to say, 'would you please just go away?' you come to comfort me but i don't need your sympathy and the way you look at me, well it's condescending. i feel my stomach churn and didn't you ever learn not to tell someone something ifyou don't mean it i gave you my heart and i tried to make you happy you gave me nothing in return you know it ain't so hard to say, 'would you please just go away?' sail on. sail on. sail on.
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