Golden Jackal Song Lyrics
Golden Jackal Song - The Mountain Goats
Lyrics by：John Darnielle
Composed by：John Darnielle
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
And we were over at your place
Singin' about the old times
No one had anything to prove
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
And I stopped at the faucet for a minute
Waited till you came in to see what was wrong
Your fingers brushed my ribs playfully
I played along
And you had your tongue in my mouth
Your eyes glistening in the light
I ate rich raw carrion
Till I couldn't think right
I was full