Mobile by The Mountain Goats Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Jonah went down to the docks
To flee from the wrath of the Lord
But the mark on his forehead
Was visible to everybody on board

[Chorus 1]
They threw him down into the water
But he did not drown
I'm on a balcony in Mobile, Alabama
Waiting for the wind to throw me down

[Verse 2]
Now the Lord told the great fish
Be free of your burden
And Jonah emerged from his darkness
Like a dancer crashing through the curtain

[Chorus 2]
And the plant grew but it withered
And it shriveled up and turned brown
I’m on a balcony in Mobile, Alabama
Waiting for the wind to throw me down
[Bridge]
Lord, if you won't keep me safe and warm
Then send down the storm
Send down the storm

[Verse 3]
Jonah was sure he heard voices
Maybe just one voice but real clear
And where he went, the voice followed
Sometimes hardly loud enough to hear

[Chorus 3]
“Shall I not spare the wise with the wicked?
Hold back my wrath from this town?”
I'm on a balcony in Mobile, Alabama
Waiting for the wind to throw me down

[Outro]
May I address the foreman of the jury?
Why do you hold back your fury?
Don’t hold back your fury