Текст: Mountain Goats, The. Cao Dai Blowout.

he came knocking down the street lights

tearing up the new grass on the lawn

he was frightening off the livestock

I could feel him coming down

I let the Citranella dissolve in my hand

I began to feel real bad

when the ghost of your father comes to town

what the hell else can you do

I flung open all the windows

put the water on for tea

and let him pass right through



he took to knocking over furniture

getting into the reception on the wireless

he tore up all the dry goods in the pantry

he was strong and he was tireless

when the priest came to call, I sent him on his way

I got a tremor in my hands and my feet are made of clay

when the ghost of your father starts pushing you around

how are you gonna make him stop

I took down all the crosses, I let him set up shop