The Mountain Goats — Parisian Enclave

[Verse 1] Signal drawn upon the bricks of a clinic for the dispossessed Collect the brine from the rain gutters, let the devil take the rest Rats returning home to our nest [Chorus] Beneath the streets of the city with my brethren In the neverending shadows Beneath the streets of the city with my brethren In the neverending shadows, there I go [Verse 2] Secret hymnal with the words in a version of the mother tongue Walls envelop all of us like a mother who protects her young Spores at play deep down in our lungs [Chorus] Beneath the streets of the city with my brethren In the neverending shadow Beneath the streets of the city with my brethren In the neverending shadow, there I go