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Track: Family Happiness
Artist: The Mountain Goats
Album: The Coroner's Gambit

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Name: The Mountain Goats
Spotify Genres: folk punk, anti-folk, indie folk
Followers: 417,766
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The Mountain Goats are an American indie folk band formed in Claremont, California by singer-songwriter John Darnielle. For many years, the sole member of the Mountain Goats was Darnielle, despite the plural moniker. Although he remains the core member of the band, he has worked with a variety of collaborators over time. Throughout the 1990s, the Mountain Goats were known for producing low-fidelity home recordings (most notably, on a cassette deck boombox) and releasing recordings in cassette or vinyl 7” formats. Since 2002, the Mountain Goats have recorded studio albums with a full band. The band is currently based in Durham, North Carolina. Line-ups: 1991-1996: John Darnielle and Rachel Ware. 2002-2007: John Darnielle and Peter Hughes. 2007-2015: John Darnielle, Peter Hughes, Jon Wurster. 2015-2024: John Darnielle, Peter Hughes, Jon Wuster, Matt Douglas. 2024-Present: John Darnielle, Jon Wurster, Matt Douglas. Occasional members 1991-1995: Sarah Arslanian, Amy Piatt, and Rosanne Lindley. Occasional members 1995-present: Franklin Bruno, Erik Friedlander, John Vanderslice.

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Release: The Mountain Goats - The Coroner's Gambit
Year: 2000
Genres: Rock
Styles: Folk Rock

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LYRICS

as we cruised across the Canadian border
you reached into your handbag, pulled out a micro-cassette recorder,
started quoting Tolstoy into the machine,
i had no idea what you meant.
i guess i'm supposed to figure these things out,
or maybe it's supposed to be self-evident.
but i've gone feral,
and i don't speak the language anymore.
we're headed deep into the forest, i've got the pedal to the floor.
the engine shudders, like a dying man, when you reach out to grab my hand,
you can bring out all your weapons,
you can't make me go to war.

long winding Canadian highways,
innumerable evergreens.
weather forecast on the AM radio
says we'll be expecting highs in the low teens
when i mouth my silent curses at you,
i can see my breath.
i hope the stars don't even come out tonight.
i hope we both freeze to death.
look at the person i've turned into, tell me,
how do you like him now?
no standards of any kind to break, no creeds to disavow
i am right here where you want me
do what you brought me out here for.
you can arm me to the teeth.
you can't make me go to war