Žodžiai dainai: Mountain Goats, The. Cotton.

This song is for the rats

Who hurled themselves in to the ocean

When they saw that the explosives in the cargo hold

Were just about to blow



This song is for the soil

That's toxic clear down to the bedrock

Where no thing of consequence can grow

Drop your seeds there

Let them go



Let them all go

Let 'em all go



This song is for the people

Who tell their families that they're sorry

For things they can't and won't feel sorry for



And once there was a desk

And now it's in a storage locker somewhere

And this song is for the stick pins and the cottons

I left in the top drawer



Let 'em all go

Let 'em all go



I wanna sing one for the cars

That are right now headed silent down the highway

And it's dark and there is nobody driving

And something has got to give



I saw you waiting by the roadside

You didn't know that I was watching

Now you know

Let it all go



Let 'em all go

Let it all go