Mountain Goats appreciation month #2
This is another crowd pleaser, not only because it allows you to scream "I hope you die, I hope we both die" at the top of your voice. People know this song by heart and sing along enthusiastically. The best example of this is this one live recording of a concert where John list his voice and the whole audience sang for him.
"No children" is a song that is truly unapologetically, unflinchingly nihilistic. It records the climax of a dysfunctional relationship, from the "Tallahasse" concept album that deals with a couple moving to Florida. John often calls it a "hateful little song" and tells the audience that "there will come a day when you mean it". It's the realization that along with the rest of the Mountain Goats songs this is not a joke but a heartfelt record of a relationship train wreck and that spelling it out in such detail is a catharsis "emotional cleansing" rather than a mental breakdown and crude accusation.
No Children
I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a failsafe plot
To piss off the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it's already too late
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
And I never come back to this town
Again in my life
I hope I lie
And tell everyone you were a good wife
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises
We're pretty sure they're all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn't over
And I hope you blink before I do
Yeah I hope I never get sober
And I hope when you think of me years down the line
You can't find one good thing to say
And I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk out
You'd stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning
There is no sign of land
You are coming down with me
Hand in unlovable hand
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
"No children" is a song that is truly unapologetically, unflinchingly nihilistic. It records the climax of a dysfunctional relationship, from the "Tallahasse" concept album that deals with a couple moving to Florida. John often calls it a "hateful little song" and tells the audience that "there will come a day when you mean it". It's the realization that along with the rest of the Mountain Goats songs this is not a joke but a heartfelt record of a relationship train wreck and that spelling it out in such detail is a catharsis "emotional cleansing" rather than a mental breakdown and crude accusation.
No Children
I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a failsafe plot
To piss off the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it's already too late
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
And I never come back to this town
Again in my life
I hope I lie
And tell everyone you were a good wife
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it's darkest before the sun rises
We're pretty sure they're all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn't over
And I hope you blink before I do
Yeah I hope I never get sober
And I hope when you think of me years down the line
You can't find one good thing to say
And I'd hope that if I found the strength to walk out
You'd stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning
There is no sign of land
You are coming down with me
Hand in unlovable hand
And I hope you die
I hope we both die
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