Tekster: Mountain Goats, The. Have To Explode.

Tile floor of the bathroom

Scrubbed clean and bright

Checkerboard white and grey

Towels from the Ritz-Carlton hotel in Kingston Jamaica

I can still see the rust colored stains today

The stage is set

Someone's going to do something someone else will regret

I speak in smoke signals and you answer in code

The fuse will have to run out sometime

Something here will eventually have to explode

Have to explode



You and me lying on the tile floor

Trying to keep cool

Restless all night

Sweating out the poison

As the temperature climbs

Staring up up at the hundred-watt light that burns above

Name one thing about us two anyone could love

We roll out the red carpet

When rotten luck comes down the road

Five four three two one

Watch for the flash

Something here will eventually have to explode

Have to explode