| Song | Cobra Tattoo |
| Artist | The Mountain Goats |
| Album | Get Lonely |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Darnielle | |
| Sun just clearing the tree line when my day begins | |
| Slippery ice on the bridges, northeastern wind coming in | |
| You will bruise my head, I will strike your heel | |
| Drive past woods of northern pine, try not to let go of the wheel | |
| Dream at night | |
| Girl with the cobra tattoo | |
| On her arm | |
| Its head flaring out like a parachute | |
| Prisms in the dewdrops in the underbrush | |
| Skate case sailors' purses floating down in the black needle rush | |
| Higher than the stars I will set my throne | |
| God does not need Abraham, God can raise children from stones | |
| Dream at night | |
| Girl with the cobra tattoo | |
| And try to hear | |
| The garbled transmissions coming through |
| zuo ci : Darnielle | |
| Sun just clearing the tree line when my day begins | |
| Slippery ice on the bridges, northeastern wind coming in | |
| You will bruise my head, I will strike your heel | |
| Drive past woods of northern pine, try not to let go of the wheel | |
| Dream at night | |
| Girl with the cobra tattoo | |
| On her arm | |
| Its head flaring out like a parachute | |
| Prisms in the dewdrops in the underbrush | |
| Skate case sailors' purses floating down in the black needle rush | |
| Higher than the stars I will set my throne | |
| God does not need Abraham, God can raise children from stones | |
| Dream at night | |
| Girl with the cobra tattoo | |
| And try to hear | |
| The garbled transmissions coming through |
| zuò cí : Darnielle | |
| Sun just clearing the tree line when my day begins | |
| Slippery ice on the bridges, northeastern wind coming in | |
| You will bruise my head, I will strike your heel | |
| Drive past woods of northern pine, try not to let go of the wheel | |
| Dream at night | |
| Girl with the cobra tattoo | |
| On her arm | |
| Its head flaring out like a parachute | |
| Prisms in the dewdrops in the underbrush | |
| Skate case sailors' purses floating down in the black needle rush | |
| Higher than the stars I will set my throne | |
| God does not need Abraham, God can raise children from stones | |
| Dream at night | |
| Girl with the cobra tattoo | |
| And try to hear | |
| The garbled transmissions coming through |