The Mountain Goats — Youre In Maya

[Verse 1] He hit me right in the face I drove the Falcon up Towne Hung out in the library parking lot The swelling'll never go down Pint of Hiram Walker's in the lining Of my father's old corduroy coat Big, big plans hatching in my brain And a big ugly lump in my throat I drove up to Harvey Mudd and I played pinball Till I didn't want to kill anyone Polished off all my cheap whiskey And stepped out into the California sun [Chorus] Singing bainne na mbó ar na gamhna And the juice of the barley for me Singing bainne na mbó ar na gamhna And the juice of the barley for me [Verse 2] My thirst carried me up the coast Where it only got sharper, god damn it In a small room that got even smaller A block away from the Wilamette There was nowhere I needed to go And nowhere I wanted to be From my window looked out upon nothing And nothing looked right back at me I had a couple of things on my mind A couple of problems to think through And I drank 'till I couldn't see straight anymore -- Until there was nothing to drink to [Chorus] Singing bainne na mbó ar na gamhna And the juice of the barley for me Singing bainne na mbó ar na gamhna And the juice of the barley for me Hey!