The House That Dripped Blood
The Mountain Goats Lyrics


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Look beyond the broken bottles
Past the rotting wooden stairs
Root out the wine-dark honeyed center
Not everyone can live like millionaires

Look through the air-thin walls
Tear up the floorboards strip the paint
Go over every inch of space
With the patience of a saint
Grab your hat get your coat
The cellar door is an open throat

Look past the kitchen cabinets
Go through the chest of drawers
Scrutinize the casements
Rip the varnish off the doors
Dig up the laughing photographs
They're here somewhere or other
Take what you can carry
But let me tell you brother
Still waters go stagnant




Bodies bloat
And the cellar door is an open throat

Overall Meaning

The House That Dripped Blood by The Mountain Goats tells the story of a creepy old house that is in need of some renovation. The singer urges the listener to look beyond the broken bottles and rotting wooden stairs and to seek out the honeyed center. The idea is that although the exterior may be dilapidated, there may still be something of value inside.


The lyrics invite the listener to tear up the floors, strip the paint, and examine every inch of space with the patience of a saint. The singer warns that still waters go stagnant and bodies bloat, alluding to the possibility that the house may have some unpleasant secrets lurking within its walls. The cellar door is described as an open throat, which speaks to the idea that the basement may hold a deep, dark secret.


Line by Line Meaning

Look beyond the broken bottles
Focus on what lies beyond the physical damage


Past the rotting wooden stairs
Move on from the decrepit parts of the house


Root out the wine-dark honeyed center
Find the hidden treasure in the center


Not everyone can live like millionaires
The house is not perfect, and it's okay to have imperfections


Look through the air-thin walls
Search beyond the surface level


Tear up the floorboards strip the paint
Examine everything thoroughly


Go over every inch of space
Leave no stone unturned


With the patience of a saint
Take your time and don't rush the search


Grab your hat get your coat
Get ready to leave


The cellar door is an open throat
The house has a dark side


Look past the kitchen cabinets
Don't be afraid to dig deeper


Go through the chest of drawers
Check every nook and cranny


Scrutinize the casements
Pay attention to the details


Rip the varnish off the doors
Get rid of the superficial layer to see what's underneath


Dig up the laughing photographs
Uncover the memories and experiences


They're here somewhere or other
The past can't be erased or forgotten


Take what you can carry
Hold on to what matters most


But let me tell you brother
Listen up, this is important


Still waters go stagnant
If you don't move forward, you'll become stagnant


Bodies bloat
Even the dead can't escape the consequences of stagnation


And the cellar door is an open throat
The darkness is always present, waiting to be discovered




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