Lyrics The Mountain Goats

The Mountain Goats

Fire Editorial

Two blinded in Detroit!

Something must be done

Jaws dropping at ringside

In the blood tide

When the fireball hits

Down Indiana way

Make 'em check their guns

Real tears when it's over

Smell the sulfur

When the dark vault splits

Lord of the hidden pocket knife

Tawdry dreams all come to life

Save yourselves

Save this town, save everything not nailed down

War in Ontario! Dead before the bell

Crushed hopes of the young breed

All the best bleed

All the proud boys break

Who will stand before the flood?

Who will mop up all the blood?

Who alone?

Skin, bone, steel, stone

Swim or drown

Save this town, save everything not nailed down