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Testo: Mountain Goats, The. Burned My Tongue.

woke up this morning about a quarter to five

said the prayer you'd taught me to keep myself alive,

it burned my tongue.

it burned my tongue.



fried some grains in butter,

said a simple grace,

sat down at the table,

fed my greedy face.

it burned my tongue.

it burned my tongue.



looked out at the ocean

i could see it so clear.

said the only name

i can ever stand to hear.

it burned my tongue

it burned my tongue.



when i ask you to sing with me

i wish you'd sing along.

thirty years in this world --

thirty years too long.

it burns my tongue.

it burns my tongue.



you tooks away my friends.

you took my will to live.

i gave you all i got.

what more have i got to give?

it burns my tongue.

it burns my tongue.

it burns my tongue.

it burns my tongue.