the mountain goats



They came in by the dozens, walking or crawling
Some were bright-eyed, some were dead on their feet
And they came from Zimbabwe or from Soviet Georgia
East St. Louis or from Paris or they lived across the street

But they came, and when they finally made it here
It was the least we could do to make our welcome clear
Come on in, we haven’t slept for weeks
Drink some of this, it’ll put color in your cheeks

Up the Wolves
  • Up the Wolves
  • The Mountain Goats
  • Come, Come to the Sunset Tree

I’m gonna get myself in fighting trim
Scope out every angle of unfair advantage
I’m gonna bribe the officials
I’m gonna kill all the judges
It’s gonna take you people years
To recover from all of the damage

Our mother has been absent
Ever since we founded Rome
But there’s gonna be a party when the wolf comes home

from Come, Come to the Sunset Tree (2005)