Calcutta is an unreleased song by the Mountain Goats.


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

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