The Mountain Goats - Ethiopians lyrics

Window mounted air conditioning unit Humming like a hive We want to send postcards to the friends we used to have Rub their noses in the ugly fact that we are still alive And we play Lovers reggae On accordian and banjo When the moon is high And we lie on the floor Get suspicious of the people Who've just moved in next door The bad taste in our mouths The twinkle in your eye Good things never last Bad things never die Wind chime from Tahiti that we found down at the auction Tolls its minor chord And i can't think of one thing in this whole wide blessed world That's more dangerous and frightening Than you when you get bored And we go though Scads of money Don't know where it comes from Don't know where it goes And we stare, out the window See the poison flowers the neighbours grow Sprouting up in nice neat rows The swelling in our limbs The twinkle in your eye Good things never last Bad things never die