Calcutta is an unreleased song by the Mountain Goats.
Lyrics[]
Wild donkeys kicking, braying in the meadow Made you wanna kick and bray yourself, at least you said so And you were wild eyed, your lips were flecked with foam 'Til warm Calcutta called you home Twin rivers flowing brought a flush into your cheek At the spot where the trickling streams and rivers meet The wind from off the snowcapped mountain cooled you down 'Til warm Calcutta brought you back around I could hear the prophets yelling in the street How your eyes were pure poison, but your skin was sweet
Comments by John Darnielle About this Song[]
- "Here's another one you don't know." -- 1997-03-xx - New York University - New York, NY