The Mountain Goats
Parisian Enclave
[Verse 1]
Signal drawn upon the bricks of a clinic for the dispossessed
Collect the brine from the rain gutters, let the devil take the rest
Rats returning home to our nest

[Chorus]
Beneath the streets of the city with my brethren
In the neverending shadows
Beneath the streets of the city with my brethren
In the neverending shadows, there I go

[Verse 2]
Secret hymnal with the words in a version of the mother tongue
Walls envelop all of us like a mother who protects her young
Spores at play deep down in our lungs

[Chorus]
Beneath the streets of the city with my brethren
In the neverending shadow
Beneath the streets of the city with my brethren
In the neverending shadow, there I go