Tape Travel Is Lonely Songtext

von The Mountain Goats

Peppers on the plants
Plump tomatoes ripening on the vine
Mid-summer evenings on the back porch
Barbequed sweet corn, sweet white wine

When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you
When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you

Bottle after bottle of the cheap stuff
Feeling two degrees north of alright
Heaven help us, heaven help us
Or we're all gonna die tonight

When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you
When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you

Party goes on 'til the end of August
The tensions build, the air currents throb
Mosquitoes suck the blood out of my body
Why don't they finish the job

When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you
When the west wind comes through, it'll rip right through you