The Mountain Goats — Mobile

[Verse 1] Jonah went down to the docks To flee from the wrath of the Lord But the mark on his forehead Was visible to everybody on board [Chorus 1] They threw him down into the water But he did not drown I'm on a balcony in Mobile, Alabama Waiting for the wind to throw me down [Verse 2] Now the Lord told the great fish Be free of your burden And Jonah emerged from his darkness Like a dancer crashing through the curtain [Chorus 2] And the plant grew but it withered And it shriveled up and turned brown I’m on a balcony in Mobile, Alabama Waiting for the wind to throw me down [Bridge] Lord, if you won't keep me safe and warm Then send down the storm Send down the storm [Verse 3] Jonah was sure he heard voices Maybe just one voice but real clear And where he went, the voice followed Sometimes hardly loud enough to hear [Chorus 3] “Shall I not spare the wise with the wicked? Hold back my wrath from this town?” I'm on a balcony in Mobile, Alabama Waiting for the wind to throw me down [Outro] May I address the foreman of the jury? Why do you hold back your fury? Don’t hold back your fury