Mountain Goats, The

Bring Our Curses Home
Stray shards of vinyl sidingHit the windshield coming downOn a gridlocked freewayHeaded for Houston out of townWe were sad to see it sinking,Up on the Jumbo-TronBalconies in higher placesGone, gone, goneYoung Romans at the city wall,Scavenging for scrapsRiding out the amnesia,Filling in the gapsGrab hold of my hammer,Try to bring down the SuperDomeOn that rainy dayWhen I bring my curses homeWater floods the pharmacy,People sliding down the aisleEmerging into the moonlit night,All smiles, all smilesWished I was down there with them,SongtexteReaching for that third railSaw them on the TV though,As they herded them down to jailThat night someone brought some shoes inFrom Los Angeles or Portland I forgetMad scramble for the boxesEverything got wetWingless, broken insectsTrapped in honeycombOn that wasteful dayWhen I bring my curses home Aus Songtexte Mania