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• Artiste: Mountain Goats, The
• Titre: Golden Jackal Song
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well I swung through town shining like a new quarter felt something sharp rise up within me when I crossed the border stopped at the gas station payphone I let my fingers fly the wicked impulses were dying but I couldn't let them die we were over at your place singin about the old times I ate so much (carrion)? that I could not move I was bloated when I saw you in the kitchen glistening like the old country all your cups and glasses lined up in front of me I stopped at the faucet for a minute waited til you came in to see what was wrong your fingers brushed my ribs playfully and I played along you had your tongue in my mouth your eyes glistening in the light I ate rich raw carrion til I could not think I was full