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from Austin Powers 2 : The Spy Who Shagged Me Vol. 2 (오스틴 파워) by George S. Clinton [ost] (1999)
Evil, in his mind there is no other game!
When your name is Evil, that is good or so you think, but you're so very wrong. It's evil! But being wrong is right, so then you're good again, wich is the evilest thing of all... Do you find his sudden ways, invite you? does he excite you? If his contradictions should atract you, should he distract you? Heaven help you then... You're finished, it's the end... There'll be no retrieval... From the evil... The evil, he will do. He's evil, he's Doctor Evil. His name is Evil. |
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Why is the world in love again?
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend But I'm a little glowing friend But really I'm not actually your friend But I am Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch Who watches over you Make a little birdhouse in your soul Not to put too fine a point on it Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet Make a little birdhouse in your soul I have a secret to tell >From my electrical well It's a simple message and I'm leving out The whistles and bells So the room must listen to me Filibuster vigilantly My name is blue canary one-word Spelled l-i-t-e My story's infinite Like the Longines Symphonette It doesn't rest I'm your only friend I'm not your only friend But I'm a little glowing friend But really I'm not actually your friend But I am There's a picture opposite me Of my primitive ancestry Which stood on rocky shores and Kept the beaches shipwreck free Though I respect that a lot I'd be fired if that were my job After killing Jason off and Countless screaming Argonauts Bluebird of friendliness Like guardian angels its Always near (And while you're at it Leave the nite lite on inside the Birdhouse in your soul) |
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Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night Every gal in Constantinople Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople So if you've a date in Constantinople She'll be waiting in Istanbul Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can't say People just liked it better that way So take me back to Constantinople No, you can't go back to Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks Istanbul, Istanbul Istanbul, Istanbul Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can't say People just liked it better that way Istanbul was Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks So take me back to Constantinople No, you can't go back to Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks Istanbul |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
I returned a bag of groceries
Accidentally taken off the shelf Before the expiration date I came back as a bag of groveries Accidentally taken off the shelf Before the date stamped on myself CHORUS Did a large procession wave their Torches as my hed fell in the basket And was everybody dancing on the casket? Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't Done anything that I want Or, I'm still alive And there's nothing I want to do I will never say the word "Procrastinate" again; I'll never See myself in the mirror with my eyes closed I didn't apologize foor when I was eight And I made my younger brother Have to be my personal slave CHORUS So I won't sit at home anymore And you wn't see my head in the window And I won't be around ever anymore And I7ll be up there on the wall at the store I returned a bag of groceries Accidentally taken off the shelf Before the expiration date I came back as a bag of groceries Accidentally taken off the shelf Before the date stamped on myself CHORUS |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
This is where the party ends
I can't stand here listening to you And your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you And your racist friend It was the loveliest party that I've ever attended If anything was broken I'm sure it could be mended My head can't tolerate this bobbing and pretending Listen to some bullet-head and the madness that he's saying This is where the party ends I'll just sit here wondering how you Can stand by your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you You and your racist friend This is where the party ends I can't stand here listening to you And your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you And your racist friend Out from the kitchen to the bedroom to the hallway Your friend apologizes, he could see it my way He let the contents of the bottle do the thinking Can't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding This is where the party ends I can't stand here listening to you And your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you And your racist friend |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
Particle man, particle man
Doing the things a particle can What's he like? It's not important Particle man Is he a dot, or is he a speck? When he's underwater does he get wet? Or does the water get him instead? Nobody knows, Particle man Triangle man, Triangle man Triangle man hates particle man They have a fight, Triangle wins Triangle man Universe man, Universe man Size of the entire universe man Usually kind to smaller man Universe man He's got a watch with a minute hand, Millennium hand and an eon hand When they meet it's a happy land Powerful man, universe man Person man, person man Hit on the head with a frying pan Lives his life in a garbage can Person man Is he depressed or is he a mess? Does he feel totally worthless? Who came up with person man? Degraded man, person man Triangle man, triangle man Triangle man hates person man They have a fight, triangle wins Triangle man |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
She set your goldfish free
And now she's sighing Blew out your pilot light And made a wish She doesn't have to have her db's records back now But there's not a lot of things That she'll take back CHORUS She wants to see you again She wants to see you again See you twisting in the wind She's not your satellite She doesn't miss you So turn off your smoke machine And Marshall stack She doesn't have to have Her Young Fresh Fellows tape back But there's not a lot of things That she'll take back CHORUS |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
Where was I? I forgot
The point that I was making I said if I was smart that I would Save up for a piece of string And a rock to wind the string around Everybody wants a rock To wind a piece of string around Everybody wants a rock To wind a piece of string around Throw the crib door wide Let the people crawl inside Someone in this town Is trying to burn the playhouse down They want to stop the ones who want A rock to wind a string around But everybody wants a rock To wind a piece of string around Throw the crib door wide Let the people crawl inside Someone in this town Is trying to burn the playhouse down They want to stop the ones who want A rock to wind a string around But everybody wants a rock To wind a piece of string around If I were a carpenter I'd Hammer on my piglet, I'd Collect the seven dollars and I'd Buy a big prosthetic forehead And wear it on my real head Everybody wants prosthetic Foreheads on their real heads Everybody wants prosthetic Foreheads on their real heads Throw the crib door wide Let the people crawl inside Someone in this town Is trying to burn the playhouse down They want to stop the ones who want Prosthetic foreheads on their heads But everybody wants prosthetic Foreheads on their real heads Throw the crib door wide Let the people crawl inside Someone in this town Is trying to burn the foreheads down They want to stop the ones who want A rock to wind a string around But everybody wants a rock To wind a piece of string around |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
Mr. Horrible Telephone call for Mr. Horrible But before he can talk to the ugliness men There's some horrible business left For him to attend to Something unpleasant has spilled on his brain As he sponges it off they say "Is this Horrible? Is this Horrible? It's the ugliness men, Mr. Horrible We're just trying to bug you We thought that our dreadfulness Might be a thing to annoy you with" But Mr. Horrible says, "I don't mind The thing that bothers me is Someone keeps moving my chair" "Would you mind if we balance this glass of milk Where your visiting friend accidentally was killed? Would it be okay with you if we wrote a reminder Of things we'll forget to do today otherwise, Using a green magic marker, if it's alright On the back of your head?" Mr. Horrible Mr. Horrible We're not done with you yet Mr. Horrible You have to try on these pants so the Ugliness Men Can decide if they're just as embarrassing as we think We have to be sure about this But Mr. Horrible says, "I don't mind The thing that bothers me is Someone keeps moving my chair" Someone keeps moving my chair Mr. Horrible says, "I don't mind The thing that bothers me is Someone keeps moving my chair" |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
Forsty the supervisor lives by himself
Sometimes I feel sorry for him Usually I can't I've turned off my hearing aid Don't say the electric chair's not good enough For king-lazy-bones like myself More coffee for me boss Because I'm not as messed up as I want to be Because Because |
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I'll never know what you'll find when you
Open up your letter box tomorrow 'Cause a little bird never tells me anything I want to know, she's my best friend She's a sparrow CHORUS And I'll never know what you never never Want to know when you know What you are-o If I had a pair of eyes in the back of my hed For each time you forgot to take out All the things you forgot to talk about When you took a bite out of my spine I would have a lot of eyes on me by this time Wouldn't I? Wouldn't that just be fine CHORUS |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
A woman came up to me and said
"I'd like to poison your mind With wrong ideas that appeal to you Though I am not unkind." She looked at me, I looked at something Written across her scalp And this is what it faintly said As I tried to call for help: CHORUS There's only one thing That I know how to do well And I've often been told that you only can do What you know how to do well And that's be you Be what you're like Be like yourself And so I'm having a wonderful time But I'd rather be whistling in the dark There's only one thing that I like And that is whistling in the dark A man came up to me and said "I'd like to change your mind By hitting with a rock," he said, "Though I am not unkind." We laughed at his little joke and then I merrily walked away And hit my head on the wall of the jail Where the two of us live todaay CHORUS |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
CHORUS
Hot Cha, where are you? Everybody's eyes are closed I can't see why I miss you so So Hot Cha, where are you? First time Hot Cha went away A floating island was his home then the phone rang off the hook And Hot Cha had to run back home CHORUS Second time he went away Left the bathtub running over Stereo on and cooking bacon Never came back to tell us why CHORUS If that honey would come back We would throw such a party Drink and cook the prodigal son Fondue forks for everybody CHORUS |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
Pistol shots
Gun shots Pistol shots gun shots Bullets from a revolver Bullets from a gun Bullets through the atmosphere here they come John I've been bad and they're Coming after me Done someone wrong and I fear That it was me Sapphire bullets Bullets of pure love |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
They might be giants
They might be rain They might be heat They might be frying up a stalk of wheat They might be brain They might be washed They might be Dr. Spock's backup band CHORUS Tabloid footprints in your hair Tabid footprints everywhere We can't be silent Because they might be giants And what are we gong to do unless they are They might be giants They might be bald They might be snow They might be something else in the snow The might be fake they might be lies The might be big, big, fake, fake lies CHORUS |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
We're in a road movie to Berlin
Can't drive out the way we drove in So sneak out this glass of bourbon And we'll go We were once so close to heaven Peter came out and gave us medals Declaring us the nicest of the damned You said you were the king of liars And I believed you and called you sire But I realize now that I have been deceived Time won't find the lost It'll sweep up our skeleton bones So take the wheel and I will take the pedals We're in a road movie to Berlin Can'T drive out the way we drove in So sneak out this glass of bourbon And we'll go |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
I lost my lucky ball and chain
And now she's four years gone Just five feet tall and sick of me And all my rattling on She threw away her baby-doll I held on to my pride But I was younng and foolish then I feel old and foolish now Confidentially She never called me baby-doll Confidentially I never had much pride But now I rock a bar stool and I drink for two Just pondering this time bomb in my mind CHORUS She walked away from a happy man I thought I was so cool I just stood there whistling "There goes the bride" As she walked out the door I could shake my tiny fist And swear I wasn't wrong But what's the sense in arguing When you're all alone? Sure as you can't steer a train You can't change your fate When she told me of that day I knew I'd lost my home Confidentially I never told you of her charms Confidentially We never had a home But this railroad apartment Was the perfect place When she'd sit and hold me in her arms I lost my lucky ball and chain And now she's four years gone Just five feet tall and sick of me And all my rattling on CHORUS |
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from They Might Be Giants - Flood (1990)
Istanbul was Constantinople
Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night Every gal in Constantinople Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople So if you've a date in Constantinople She'll be waiting in Istanbul Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can't say People just liked it better that way So take me back to Constantinople No, you can't go back to Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks Istanbul, Istanbul Istanbul, Istanbul Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can't say People just liked it better that way Istanbul was Constantinople Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks So take me back to Constantinople No, you can't go back to Constantinople Been a long time gone, Constantinople Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks Istanbul |
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from They Might Be Giants - Why Does The Sun Shine (1994)
The sun is a mass of incandescent gas
A gigantic nuclear furnace Where hydrogen is built into helium At a temperature of millions of degrees Yo ho, it's hot, the sun is not A place where we could live But here on Earth there'd be no life Without the light it gives We need its light We need its heat We need its energy Without the sun, without a doubt There'd be no you and me The sun is a mass of incandescent gas A gigantic nuclear furnace Where hydrogen is built into helium At a temperature of millions of degrees The sun is hot It is so hot that everything on it is a gas: iron, copper, aluminum, and many others. The sun is large If the sun were hollow, a million Earths could fit inside. And yet, the sun is only a middle-sized star. The sun is far away About 93 million miles away, and that's why it looks so small. And even when it's out of sight The sun shines night and day The sun gives heat The sun gives light The sunlight that we see The sunlight comes from our own sun's Atomic energy Scientists have found that the sun is a huge atom-smashing machine. The heat and light of the sun come from the nuclear reactions of hydrogen, carbon, nitrogen, and helium.* The sun is a mass of incandescent gas A gigantic nuclear furnace Where hydrogen is built into helium At a temperature of millions of degrees Notes *Live versions of this song are improvised extensively. Some variants on this section: Scientists have found that the sun is a huge atom-smashing machine. The heat and light of the sun are caused by the nuclear reaction between hydrogen, nitrogen, carbon, and helium. Scientists have found that the sun is a huge atom-smashing machine. The heat and light from the sun come from the nuclear reaction between oxygen, hydrogen, helium, and hydrogen. You know, Frank, scientists have found that the sun is a huge atom-smashing machine. The heat and light from the sun are caused by the nuclear reaction between hydrogen and you, Frank O'Toole. Scientists have found that the sun is a huge atom-smashing machine. The heat and light from the sun come from the nuclear reaction between hydrogen, nitrogen, helium, carbon, boron, chloron, fluoron, moron, and estrogen |
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from They Might Be Giants - Why Does The Sun Shine (1994)
Welcome to the jungle, Jim
Welcome to the jungle, Jim Welcome to it, Jim Welcome to the jungle, Anne Welcome to the jungle, Dan Welcome to it, John Think you're gonna like I think you're gonna like it Once you've given the jungle a chance Think you're gonna like it Once you've given it a chance In the Jungle Now you will be with me Put your hand in my hand Lift up the rock and see all the things That share the jungle with us Welcome to the Welcome to the TREES!...TREES! Push me in the face again Push me in the face again Push me in the face Didn't really like I didn't really like The last time when you pushed me in the face Didn't really like the last time when you pushed my face In the Jungle Now you will be with me Put your hand in my hand Lift up the rock and see all the things That live in the jungle with us Put your hand near the bug We are so much like them See how the bug reacts to your hand In the same way as I do |
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from They Might Be Giants - Why Does The Sun Shine (1994)
I see you from my spy plane, baby
I see you walking on the ground I see you through my spy glasses, baby I can see right through the ground If you want to be a spy then you must really see And you must really see if you want to be a spy like me I might gaze on a submarine I see your face smiling at me Even when I close my eyes your silhouette is smiling at me But you will never understand me because I have a special job I wish I could break the spy glass Set it free So we could be... |
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from They Might Be Giants - John Henry (1994)
I saw the best minds of my generation Destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical I should be allowed to glue my poster I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to glue my poster I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to think And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea If by random whim, one occurs to me If necessary, leave paper stains on the grey utility pole I saw the worst bands of my generation Applied by magic marker to dry wall I should be allowed to shoot my mouth off I should have a call in show I am not allowed To ever come up with a single original thought I am not allowed To meet the criminal government agent who oppresses me I was the best hope of my generation Destroyed my madness, starving, hysterical I should be allowed to share my feelings I should be allowed to feel I should be allowed to glue my poster I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to think I should be allowed to think And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea If by random whim one occurs to me But sadly, this can never be I am not allowed to think |
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When I walk down the street, most guys look like elves
I don't mean to put them down but they do It's hard to understand me from the laguage that I use There's n oword in English for my style CHORUS What's a man like me supposed to do with all this extra savoir-faire? What is left for me to prove, dear? I know just what to do when the ladies come 'round You can try to copy me but you'll fall Now, you might think you're different but time will prove me right When you wake up from your dream I'll be gone CHORUS |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
Dressed only in clothes
From her head to her toes This is the way The talking part goes S-E-X-X-Y More than enough Around the clock with nobody else S-E-X-X-Y There she is Standing on the bed Cookie in one hand, wig on her head S-E-X-X-Y X because it's extra baby Y because it's extra baby Unnoticed by few Very very few And that includes you Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Secret agent spy, come to see why S-E-X-X-Y One finger nail Across your back Baby's first gold tooth initials inscribed S-E-X-X-Y X because it's extra baby Y because it's extra baby You gotta understand She wants to be your man She's got another plan Notes The infamous Warren Rigg Microwave Remix goes as follows: S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X S-E-X S-E-X S-E-X S-E-S-E-S-E-S-E-X-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y More than enough Around the clock with nobody else S-E-X-X-Y There she is Standing on the bed Cookie in one hand, wig on her head S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y X because it's extra baby Y because it's extra baby Unnoticed by few Very very few And that includes you One finger nail Across your back Baby's first gold tooth initials inscribed S-E-X-X-Y Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Secret agent spy, come to see why S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y-Y-Y-Y X because it's extra baby Y because it's extra baby You gotta understand She wants to be your man She's got another plan S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y X-X-X-X-X-X S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y X because it's extra baby Y because it's extra baby Unnoticed by few Very very few And that includes you X because it's extra baby Y because it's extra baby You gotta understand She wants to be your man She's got another plan S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y X-X-X-X-X-X S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y X-X-X-X-X-X S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y X-X-X-X-X-X X-X-X-X-X-X Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind (X-X-X-X-X-X) Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind (X-X-X-X-X-X) Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind (X-X-X-X-X-X) Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind Look inside your eye Look inside your mind S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y S-E-X-X-Y |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
There were 87 Advil in the bottle now there's 30 left
I ate 47 so what happened to the other 10? Why do you suspiciously change the subject and break my concentration As I dump the bottle out and I count the Advil up again? Don't interrupt me as I struggle to complete this thought Have some respect for someone more forgetful than yourself And I'm not done And I won't be till my head falls off Hitting every pocket on my shirt, pants and overcoat And I'm hitting them again but I don't know where I put my notes Clearing my throat, and gripping the lectern I smile and face my audience Clearing his throat and smiling with his hands on the bathroom sink And when I lean my head against the frosted shower stall I see stuff through the glass that I don't recognize at all And I'm not done And I won't be till my head falls off Though it may not be a long way off I'm not done talking yet I'm not done talking yet And when I lean my head against the frosted shower stall I see a broken figure silhouetted on the wall And I'm not done And I won't be till my head falls off Though it may not be a long way off I won't be done until my head falls off |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
Birds are calling to sing along
But my window's painted shut And all that year of chorus taught me Is out of style and long forgot How can I sing like a girl And not be stigmatized By the rest of the world? Tell me how can I sing like a girl And not be objectified As if I were a girl? I want to raise my freak flag Higher and higher and I want to raise my freak flag And never be alone Never be alone From the watchtowers I've been spotted Fingers pointing at my mouth Spotlights turn and pivot towards me But I dare not make a sound How can I sing like a girl And not be stigmatized By the rest of the world? Tell me how can I sing like a girl And not be objectified As if I were a girl? I want to raise my freak flag Higher and higher and I want to raise my freak flag And never be alone Never be alone How can I sing like a girl And not be stigmatized By the rest of the world? Tell me how can I sing like a girl And not be objectified As if I were a girl? How can I sing like a girl How can I sing like a girl How can I sing like a girl How can I sing like a girl |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
Exquisite dead guy
Rotating in his display case Exquisite dead guy Swear I saw his mouth move Exquisite dead guy Outside my high rise apartment Exquisite dead guy Hanging from a skyhook How am I supposed to let you know the way I feel About you How am I supposed to let you know the way I feel About you |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
Down at the shore there's a place where there's no one vacationing
There's just the sound of the call of the wild overcoming the fear of the unknown And I've got something to help you understand Something waiting there beneath the sand My metal detector Is with me all of the time I'm the inspector over the mine Look past the volleyball (look past the ball) Look past the squawking gull (look past the gull) Ignore the mountain of discarded falderal 'Cause I've got something to make you understand Something hidden there underneath the land My metal detector Is with me all of the time I'm the inspector over the mine Metal detector, watch it shine Every seashell has a story to tell if you're listening But underneath every shell there's a story as well if you've heard enough of the sea Then everything on the top will just suddenly stop seeming interesting So listen now to the sound of the things that are found underground Don't need no volleyball (don't need no volleyball) Don't need no squawking gull (don't need no squawking gull) Don't need to look at any bathing beauty doll (don't need to look at any doll) For I've got something to help you understand Something waiting there beneath the sand My metal detector Is with me all of the time I'm the inspector over the mine Look past the volleyball (look past the ball) Look past the squawking gull (look past the gull) Ignore the mountain of discarded falderal 'Cause I've got something to make you understand Something hidden there underneath the land My metal detector Is with me all of the time I'm the inspector over the mine Metal detector, watch it shine Don't need no volleyball (don't need no volleyball) Don't need no squawking gull (don't need no squawking gull) Metal detector, all the time (metal detector all the time |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
You called me last night on the telephone
And I was glad to hear from you 'cause I was all alone You said, "it's snowing, it's snowing! god, I hate this weather." Now I walk through blizzards just to get us back together We met in the springtime at a rock-and-roll show It was on the bowery when it was time to go We kissed on the subway in the middle of the night I held your hand, you held mine, it was the best night of my life. 'cause everyone's your friend in new york city And everything looks beautiful when you're young and pretty The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see But the best thing about new york city is you and me Statue of liberty, staten island ferry, co-op city, katz's and tiffany's* Central park, brooklyn bridge, the empire state where dylan lived** Coney island and times square, rockefeller center Wish I was there You wrote me a letter just the other day Said, "springtime is coming soon so why don't you come to stay." I packed my stuff, got on the bus, I can't believe it's true I'm three days from new york city and I'm three days from you 'cause everyone's my friend in new york city And everything looks beautiful when you're young and pretty The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see But the best thing about new york city is you and me 'cause everyone's my friend in new york city And everything looks beautiful when you're young and pretty The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see But the best thing about new york city is you and me. |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
It's your own worst enemy
Ringing the bell on the door And the person inside says nobody's home So your own worst enemy peeks inside And sees you softly weeping as some music fills the room And the song they play Is that guy with the messed up face Going, precious and few are the moments that you And your own worst enemy share Full bottle in front of me Time to roll up my sleeves And get to work And after many glasses of work I get paid in the brain And the song they play Is that guy with the messed up face Going, precious and few are the moments that you And your own worst enemy share And the song they play Is that guy with the messed up face Going, precious and few are the moments that you And your own worst enemy share It's your own worst enemy |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
XTC versus Adam Ant
Content versus form Fighting for their place in rock and roll There is no right or wrong Just when you think it's finished With XTC on top Ant music, like a phoenix Flies back up the charts XTC versus Adam Ant Only one will survive Beatle-based pop versus new romantic History will decide XTC versus Adam Ant I can't tell you why Even the singer from Bow Wow Wow Can't make up her mind XTC versus Adam Ant Time is marching on XTC versus Adam Ant There is no right or wrong There is no right or wrong There is No right Or wrong |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
Down, down, down you go
No way to stop As you fall, hear me call No, no, no Listen to this warning and Consider these Simple words of advice Stop, stop, stop Fogging the view, cupping face to the window In darkness you make out a spiralling shape Putting all reason aside you exchange What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange The spiralling shape will make you go insane (Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) But everyone wants to see that groovy thing (Everyone wants to see that thing) And nobody knows what it's really like But everyone says it's great And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes This could lead to excellence Or serious injury Only one way to know Go, go, go Go ahead, wreck your life That might be good Who can say what's wrong or right? Nobody can Put out your hands and you fall through the window And clawing at nothing you drop through the void Your terrified screams are inaudible drowned In the spiral ahead and consumed in the shape The spiralling shape will make you go insane (Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) But everyone wants to see that groovy thing (Everyone wants to see that thing) And now that you've tried it, you're back to report That the spiralling shape was a fraud and a fake You didn't enjoy it, you never believed it There won't be a refund, you'll never go back The spiralling shape will make you go insane (Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) But everyone wants to see that groovy thing (Everyone wants to see that thing) And nobody knows what it's really like But everyone says it's great And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes (Spiral in their eyes) Fogging the view, cupping face to the window In darkness you make out a spiralling shape Putting all reason aside you exchange What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange The spiralling shape will make you go insane (Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) But everyone wants to see that groovy thing (Everyone wants to see that thing) Don't spend the rest of your life wondering (Everyone wants to see that thing) Don't spend the rest of your life wondering (Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) Don't spend the rest of your life wondering (Everyone wants to see that thing |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
In 1844, the Democrats were split
The three nominees for the presidential candidate Were Martin Van Buren, a former president and an abolitionist James Buchanan, a moderate Louis Cass, a general and expansionist From Nashville came a dark horse riding up He was James K. Polk, Napoleon of the Stump Austere, severe, he held few people dear His oratory filled his foes with fear The factions soon agreed He's just the man we need To bring about victory Fulfill our manifest destiny And annex the land the Mexicans command And when the votes were cast the winner was Mister James K. Polk, Napoleon of the Stump In four short years he met his every goal He seized the whole southwest from Mexico Made sure the tarriffs fell And made the English sell the Oregon territory He built an independent treasury Having done all this he sought no second term But precious few have mourned the passing of Mister James K. Polk, our eleventh president Young Hickory, Napoleon of the Stump |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
You gave me a pet name
Which is not to say I like it We met at a party Not to say I was invited You said love was just a lie But I could tell that you were lying And we almost figured out how we'd get along And given time we'd find it strange to be alone and You work in a hotel At the magazine concession Back in just five minutes Reads the sign above your station Slip your profits in a bag And you're looking up to the hour hand And we almost figured out how we'll get along And given time we'll find it strange to be alone and You just forgot your one pet name for me And all those promises you said you'd keep And it's a lucky thing Because that sentimental stuff Doesn't suit you At all Waiting at the bus stop For just about an hour Strategies for hangman Cat's cradle, origami You say I'm OK for a guy But I can tell that you are lying And we've almost figured out how we'll get along And given time we'll find it strange to be alone and You just forgot your one pet name for me And all those promises you said you'd keep And it's a lucky thing Because that sentimental stuff Doesn't You just forgot your one pet name for me And all those promises you said you'd keep And it's a lucky thing Because that sentimental stuff Doesn't suit you At all |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
I can hear you Just barely hear you I can just barely hear you This is a warning Step away from the car This car is protected by Viper Guess where I am I'm calling from the plane I'll call you when I get there You won't hear a buzz But I'm buzzing you in I'm buzzing you in What's your order? I can super-size that Please bring your car around I can hear you Just barely hear you I can just barely hear you |
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from They Might Be Giants - Factory Showroom (1996)
The bells are ringing
The song they're singing The sound is bringing the people 'round They hear the instructions They follow directions They travel great distances to the sound The bells are ringing The song they're singing The sound is bringing the people 'round (the bells are ringing the song they're singing the sound is) They hear the instructions (bringing the people 'round) They follow directions They travel great distances to the sound (they travel great distances to the sound) They are persuaded by the music of the bells They're not responsible for anything they do (No) The people know (No) The way to go The bells are ringing, they hear the sound They hear the sound (they hear the sound) They hear the sound (they hear the sound) They hear the sound (they hear the sound) They hear the sound The bells are ringing And everyone's walking With arms extended in a trance Forgetting their washing Neglecting the children They're dropping all businesses at hand A voice is telling them to act a different way They tilt their heads so they won't miss what it will say (No) And when it's so (No) There's this to know The bells are ringing, they hear the sound The bells are ringing The song they're singing The sound is bringing the people 'round They hear the instructions They follow directions They travel great distances to the sound They are persuaded by the music of the bells They're not responsible for anything they do (No) The people know (No) The way to go The bells are ringing, they hear the sound A girl with cotton in her ears Is shielded from the bells' effect As if by hidden signal The people turn to face her One thousand eyes are staring They pull away her earplugs The bells are pealing And they're revealing The simple key to happiness It isn't evil It isn't good It's only what the people miss The bells explain what they've been lacking all along They were disorganized and that was what was wrong (No) And now they know (No) The way to go The bells are ringing, they hear the sound The bells are ringing The song they're singing The sound is bringing the people 'round (the bells are ringing the song they're singing the sound is) They hear the instructions (bringing the people 'round) They follow directions They travel great distances to the sound (the bells are ringing the song they're singing the sound is) The bells are ringing (bringing the people 'round) The song they're singing The sound is bringing the people 'round (the bells are ringing the song they're singing the sound is) They hear the instructions (bringing the people 'round) They follow directions They travel great distances to the sound (the bells are ringing the song they're singing the sound is) The bells are ringing (bringing the people 'round) The song they're singing The sound is bringing the people 'round (the bells are ringing the song they're singing the sound is) They hear the instructions (bringing the people 'round) They follow directions They travel great distances to the sound (they travel great distances to the sound |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
Make a hole with a gun perpendicular
To the name of this town in a desk-top globe Exit wound in a foreign nation Showing the home of the one this was written for My apartment looks upside down from there Water spirals the wrong way out the sink And her voice is a backwards record It's like a whirlpool and it never ends Ana Ng and I are getting old And we still haven't walked in the glow of each others majestic presence Listen Ana hear my words They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you All alone at the '64 World's Fair Eighty dolls singing "small world after all" Who was at the Dupont Pavilion? Why was the bench still warm? Who had been there? Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire To the horn on the pole at the bus depot And in the back of the edge of hearing These are the words the voice was repeating: Ana Ng and I are getting old And we still haven't walked in the glow of each others majestic presence Listen Ana hear my words They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you When I was driving once I saw this painted on a bridge, "I don't want the world, I just want your half" They don't need me here, and I know you're there (don't need me) Where the world goes by like the humid air (world goes by) And it sticks like a broken record Everything sticks like a broken record Everything sticks until it goes away (it goes home) And the truth is, we don't know anything (don't know) Ana Ng and I are getting old And we still haven't walked in the glow of each others majestic presence Listen Ana hear my words They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you Ana Ng and I are getting old And we still haven't walked in the glow of each others majestic presence Listen Ana hear my words They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you Ana Ng and I are getting old And we still haven't walked in the glow of each others majestic presence Listen Ana hear my words They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
I'm going down to Cowtown
The cow's a friend to me Lives beneath the ocean and that's where I will be Beneath the waves, the waves And that's where I will be I'm gonna see the cow beneath the sea The yellow Roosevelt Avenue leaf overturned The ardor of arboreality is an adventure we have spurned, we've spurned A new leaf overturned It's a new leaf overturned And so I'm going down to Cowtown The cow's a friend to me Lives beneath the ocean and that's where I will be Beneath the waves, the waves And that's where I will be I'm gonna see the cow beneath the sea We yearn to swim for home, but our only home is bone How sleepless is the egg knowing that which throws the stone Foresees the bone, the bone Our only home is bone Our only home is bone And so I'm going down to Cowtown The cow's a friend to me Lives beneath the ocean and that's where I will be Beneath the waves, the waves And that's where I will be I'm gonna see the cow beneath the sea Yes I'm going down to Cowtown The cow's a friend to me Lives beneath the ocean and that's where I will be Beneath the waves, the waves And that's where I will be I'm gonna see the cow beneath the sea Yes I'm gonna see (I'm gonna see) The cow (the cow) Beneath the sea |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
Lie still, little bottle, and shake my shaky hand
Black coffee's not enough for me, I need a better friend One pill at the bottom is singing my favorite song I know I must investigate I hope that I can sing along There's no time for metaphors cried the little pill to me He said, "Life is a placebo masquerading as a simile"* Well, I knew that pill was lying Too gregarious, too nice But as he walked I had to sing this twice Lie still, little bottle Don't twist, it ain't twistin' time With every move you make you just disintegrate my ever-troubled mind Lie still, little bottle, and shake my shaky hand Black coffee's not enough for me, I need a better friend One pill at the bottom is singing my favorite song I know I must investigate I hope that I can sing along Lie still, little bottle Lie still Lie still, little bottle Lie still Lie still Lie still |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
I remember the year I went to camp
I heard about some lady named Selma and some blacks Somebody put their fingers in the President's ears It wasn't too much later they came out with Johnson's wax I remember the book depository where they crowned the king of Cuba Now that's all I can think of, but I'm sure there's something else Way down inside me I can feel it coming back Purple toupee will show the way when summer brings you down (Purple toupee when summer brings you down) Purple toupee and gold lame will turn your brain around (Purple toupee and gold lame) Chinese people were fighting in the park We tried to help them fight, no one appreciated that Martin X was mad when they outlawed bell bottoms Ten years later they were sharing the same cell I shouted out, "Free the Expo '67" Till they stepped on my hair, and they told me I was fat Now I'm very big, I'm a big important man And the only thing that's different is underneath my hat Purple toupee will show the way when summer brings you down (Purple toupee when summer brings you down) Purple toupee and gold lame will turn your brain around (Purple toupee and gold lame) Purple toupee is here to stay after the hair has gone away The purple brigade is marching from the grave We're on some kind of mission We have an obligation We have to wear toupees |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms
And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do When you turn around to look it's gone behind you On its face it's wearing your confused expression Where your eyes don't go Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering You're free to come and go or talk like Kurtis Blow But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head Every jumbled pile of person has a thinking part that wonders What the part that isn't thinking isn't thinking of Should you worry when the skull head is in front of you Or is it worse because it's always waiting where your eyes don't go? Where your eyes don't go a part of you is hovering It's a nightmare that you'll never be discovering You're free to come and go or talk like Kurtis Blow But there's a pair of eyes in back of your head Where your eyes don't go a filthy scarecrow waves its broomstick arms And does a parody of each unconscious thing you do When you turn around to look it's gone behind you On its face it's wearing your confused expression Where your eyes don't go |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
Piece of dirt, that is all I'm standing on today
Piece of dirt, the whole world has slipped away I would climb the highest mountain just to jump into a fountain Or to fly, I'd fly away A woman's voice on the radio can convince you you're in love A woman's voice on the telephone can convince you you're alone But I set my sails so long ago they've revoked my sailor's badge Said I should be content and happy on this ink spot where I stand Piece of dirt, that is all I'm standing on today Piece of dirt, the whole world has slipped away I find myself haunted by a spooky man named me I wish that I could jump out of my skin |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
Once a boy named Mister Me bemoaned a great regret
I've floundered in the misty sea, but can't abide its mystery I wound up sad, you bet So onward go and Edward Ho into the bounding main Enjoy the show look out below but mind the misty sea Or end up sad like Mister Me He ended up sad He ended up sad He ended up really, really, really sad He ended up sad He ended up sad He ended up really, really, really sad So take the hand of Mister Me and mister, make him glad To swim the Mister Misty Sea and cease the Mister Mystery That mister, made him sad He ended up sad He ended up sad He ended up really, really, really sad He ended up sad He ended up sad He ended up really, really, really sad He ended up sad He ended up sad He ended up really, really, really sad He ended up sad He ended up sad He ended up really, really, really sad |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
The possible dream
Finale of seem The moment that some call eternal that some call insane Now helmets on each head awaiting the first lead The pageant is named the pencil rain The infantry stands And holds out its hands The marshal's binoculars focus and skyward they train They're searching the yonder blue They look out for number two The heraldry of the pencil rain And now hear the roar that none can ignore The thunderous clatter of splintering wood and lives that are claimed And none who have witnessed all Can think of a nobler cause than perishing in the pencil rain The pencil rain The pencil rain The pencil rain |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
I know you deceived me, couldn't sleep last night
Now my tear stains on the wall reflect an ugly sight I can see your secrets No need to confess Everyone looks naked when you know the world's address The world's address A place that's worn A sad pun that reflects a sadder mess I'll repeat it for those who may not have already guessed The world's address Life's parade of fashion just leaves me depressed Under every garment I can see the world's address Call the men of science and let them hear this song Tell them Albert Einstein and Copernicus were wrong The world's address A place that's worn A sad pun that reflects a sadder mess I'll repeat it for those who may not have already guessed The world's address Call the men of science and let them hear this song Tell them Albert Einstein and Copernicus were wrong The world's address A place that's worn A sad pun that reflects a sadder mess I'll repeat it for those who may not have already guessed The world's address A place that's worn A sad pun that reflects a sadder mess I'll say it one more time for those who may not have already guessed The world's address ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By LINNELL, JOHN / FLANSBURGH, JOHN <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
Get out of the car
Put down the phone Take off that stupid looking hat you wear I'm going to die if you touch me one more time Well I guess that I'm going to die no matter what Love people are there The smell of love is everywhere You think it's always sensitive and good You think that I want to be understood I've got a match Your embrace and my collapse Beat up the cat if you need someone else on the mat I put a rock in the coffee in your coffee mug Which one of us is the one that we can't trust? You say that I think it's you but I don't agree with that Love people are there The smell of love is everywhere You think it's always sensitive and good You think that I want to be understood I've got a match Your embrace and my collapse even when we get along I've got a match Your embrace and my collapse Love people are there The smell of love is everywhere Why can't you be sensitive and good Why don't you want to be understood I've got a match Your embrace and my collapse I've got a match Your embrace and my collapse |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
Once a year my friend puts on a red suit
And hangs around with me and my wife Now I can't help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee And she stands beneath the mistletoe screaming For him to stand beneath the mistletoe screaming Now I can't help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee Why must she climb on his knee? I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard She kissed him once and whispered in his ear I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard I wish he would go He's breaking up my home She always had this twisted side to her But she'd never drag my name around town But lately she's been humming cheating songs And I don't like that fat guy around No, I don't like that fat guy around I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard She kissed him once and whispered in his ear I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard I wish he would go He's breaking up my home I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard Thrilling Christmas, trembling fear I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard I wish he would go He's breaking up my home |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
You'll always miss my big old body
In its prime and never shoddy, While bloodhounds wait down in the lobby you'll eulogize my big old body You'll miss me with effigies Lighting up your house like Xmas trees As tears roll down below your knees You'll miss me with effigies Go find a man to fit my shoes Left one's old and the right one's new And I bought the right one just for you Go find a man to fit my shoes You'll see my teeth in the stars above Every tree a finger of my glove And every time push comes to shove You'll see my teeth in the stars above Your money talks but my genius walks Morticians wait with a shovel and a fork As detectives trace my hands with chalk Your money talks but my genius walks You'll miss me so You will miss me It must be raining because a man ain't supposed to cry But I look up and I don't see a cloud |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
Love sees love's happiness
But happiness can't see that love is sad That love is sad Sadness is hanging there To show love somewhere something needs a change They need a change They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane To take the house he built for her apart To make it break it's gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane To pick the broken ruins up again To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain Lad's gal is all he has Gal's gladness hangs upon the love of lad The love of lad Some things gal says to lad aren't meant as bad But cause a little pain They cause him pain They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane To take the house he built for her apart To make it break it's gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane To pick the broken ruins up again To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain Don't call me at work again no no the boss still hates me I'm just tired and I don't love you anymore And there's a restaurant we should check out where The other nightmare people like to go I mean nice people, baby wait, I didn't mean to say nightmare Lad looks at other gals Gal thinks Jim Beam is handsomer than lad He isn't bad Call off the wedding band Nobody wants to hear that one again Play that again They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane To take the house he built for her apart To make it break it's gonna take a metal ball hung from a chain They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane To pick the broken ruins up again To mend her heart, to help him start to see a world apart from pain They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane They'll need a crane, they'll need a crane They'll need a crane |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
Avalanche or roadblock
I was a snowball in hell Avalanche or roadblock A jailer trapped in his cell Money's all broke, and food's going hungry If it wasn't for disappointment I wouldn't have any appointments Side effect or drug trip Don't tease me with all of your might Side effect or drug trip My panacea's in a Xerox shop Have a nice day, you want it when? Have a nice day, have a nice day I didn't expect to find a salesman drinking coffee this late in the morning. How long you been here, Joe? Oh, I don't know, I guess thirty, forty-five minutes maybe. Why do you ask? You must be making a lot of sales, piling up good income. Oh, uh, I'm doing all right. I could do better, but Oh haha I get it Paul. Back on that old "Time is Money" kick, right? Not back on it, Joe, still on it. Avalanche or roadblock I was a snowball in hell Avalanche or roadblock A jailer trapped in his cell Money I owe, money-iy-ay Money I owe, money-iy-ay Avalanche or roadblock I was a snowball in hell Okay, okay Okay, okay, okay let's Okay, okay Okay, okay, okay let's Okay, okay Okay, okay, okay let's Avalanche or roadblock I was a snowball in hell Avalanche or roadblock A jailer trapped in his cell Money's all broke, and food's going hungry If it wasn't for disappointment I wouldn't have any appointments Did I affect your drug trip Don't tease me with all of your might Did I affect your drug trip You threw my wallet in the wishing well Have a nice day, you want it when? Have a nice day, have a nice day I didn't expect to find a salesman drinking coffee this late in the morning. How long you been here, Joe? Oh, I don't know, I guess thirty, forty-five minutes maybe. Why do you ask? You must be making a lot of sales, piling up good income. Oh, uh, I'm doing all right. I could do better, but Oh haha I get it Paul. Back on that old "Time is Money" kick, right? Not back on it, Joe, still on it. Avalanche or roadblock I was a snowball in hell Avalanche or roadblock A jailer trapped in his cell Money's all broke, and food's going hungry If it wasn't for disappointment I wouldn't have any appointments Avalanche or roadblock Yes, I was a snowball in hell I was a snowball in hell Not back on it, Joe, still on it. Not back on it, Joe, still on it. Not back on it, Joe, still on it. |
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from They Might Be Giants - Lincoln (2006)
I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class But they've overcome their shyness Now they're calling me Your Highness And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God" I destroyed a bond of friendship and respect Between the only people left who'd even look me in the eye Now I laugh and make a fortune Off the same ones that I tortured And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God" I look like Jesus, so they say But Mr. Jesus is very far away Now you're the only one here who can tell me if it's true That you love me and I love me I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage Called the blood of the exploited working class But they've overcome their shyness Now they're calling me Your Highness And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God" Yes a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God" |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
Everything right is wrong again
Just like in the long long trailer All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving And nobody would stop to save her Wake me when it's over, touch my face Tell me every word has been erased Don't you want to know the reason Why the cupboard's not appealing Don't you get the feeling that Everything that's right is wrong again You're a weasel overcome with dinge Weasel overcome but not before the damage done The healing doesn't stop the feeling Everything right is wrong again Just like in the long long trailer All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving And nobody would stop to save her And now the song is over now And now the song is over now And now the song is over now The song is over now Everything right is wrong again Every movement false, every four is waltz again Every five and dime's been gained and spent Tell me that you like my float upstream Draw the line dividing laugh and scream You know everything that I know so I know You've heard the voice that makes the silent noise That says that Everything that's right is wrong again You're a weasel overcome with dinge Weasel overcome but not before the damage done The healing doesn't stop the feeling Everything right is wrong again Just like in the long long trailer All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving And nobody would stop to save her And now the song is over now And now the song is over now And now the song is over now The song is over now |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
As your body floats down Third Street
With the burn-smell factory closing up Yes it's sad to say you will romanticize All the things you've known before It was not not not so great It was not not not so great And as you take a bath in that beaten path There's a pounding at the door Well It's a mighty zombie talking of some love and posterity He says "The good old days never say good-bye If you keep this in your mind: You need some lo-lo-loving arms You need some lo-lo-loving arms" And as you fall from grace the only words you say are Put your hand inside the puppet head Put your hand inside the puppet head Put your hand inside Put your hand inside Put your hand inside the puppet head Ads up in the subway are the work of someone Trying to please their boss And though the guy's a pig we all know what he wants Is just to please somebody else If the pu-pu-puppet head Was only bu-bu-busted in It would be a better thing for everyone involved And we wouldn't have to cry Put your hand inside the puppet head Put your hand inside the puppet head Put your hand inside Put your hand inside Put your hand inside the puppet head Memo to myself, do the dumb things I gotta do Touch the puppet head Quit my job down at the car wash Didn't have to write no-one a good-bye note That said, "The check's in the mail, and I'll see you in church, and don't you ever change" If the pu-pu-puppet head Was only bu-bu-busted in I'll see you after school Put your hand inside the puppet head Put your hand inside the puppet head Put your hand inside Put your hand inside Put your hand inside the puppet head Put your hand inside the puppet head Put your hand inside the puppet head Put your hand inside Put your hand inside Put your hand inside the puppet head |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around When you are alone you are the cat, you are the phone You are an animal The words I'm singing now Mean nothing more than meow to an animal Wake up and smell the cat food in your bank account But don't try to stop the tail that wags the hound D, world destruction Over and overture N, do I need Apostrophe T, need this torture? Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around No one in the world ever gets what they want and that is beautiful Everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful They want what they're not and I wish they would stop saying, Deputy dog dog a ding dang depadepa Deputy dog dog a ding dang depadepa D, world destruction Over and overture N, do I need Apostrophe T, need this torture? Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around I don't want to live in this world anymore I don't want to live in this world Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around When you are alone you are the cat, you are the phone You are an animal The words I'm singing now Mean nothing more than meow to an animal Wake up and smell the cat food in your bank account But don't try to stop the tail that wags the hound D, world destruction Over and overture N, do I need Apostrophe T, need this torture? Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around No one in the world ever gets what they want and that is beautiful Everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful They want what they're not and I wish they would stop saying, Deputy dog dog a ding dang depadepa Deputy dog dog a ding dang depadepa D, world destruction Over and overture N, do I need Apostrophe T, need this torture? Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around I don't want to live in this world anymore I don't want to live in this world Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
Don't don't don't let's start
This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around When you are alone you are the cat, you are the phone You are an animal The words I'm singing now Mean nothing more than meow to an animal Wake up and smell the cat food in your bank account But don't try to stop the tail that wags the hound D, world destruction Over and overture N, do I need Apostrophe T, need this torture? Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around No one in the world ever gets what they want and that is beautiful Everybody dies frustrated and sad and that is beautiful They want what they're not and I wish they would stop saying, Deputy dog dog a ding dang depadepa Deputy dog dog a ding dang depadepa D, world destruction Over and overture N, do I need Apostrophe T, need this torture? Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around I don't want to live in this world anymore I don't want to live in this world Don't don't don't let's start This is the worst part Could believe for all the world That you're my precious little girl But don't don't don't let's start I've got a weak heart And I don't get around how you get around |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
Lord, please don't take me away.
Rabid child stays at home, talks on a CB Truckers pass calling out their handles to the kid Chess Piece Face and The Big Duluth call her every day "Hammer down" and "rabbit ears" are the only words they know Hammer down Hammer down, rabbit ears Hammer down, rabbit ears Hammer down, rabbit ears, hammer down If you pass the rabid child say "hammer down" for me The rabid child The rabid child The rabid child |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in
I'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin But every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop And the mirror, it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in A furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice Some people call them snake-eyes, but to me they look like mice And nothing's smelling like a rose But I don't care if no one's coming up for air I know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in I'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin But every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop And nothing's smelling like a rose But I don't care if no one's coming up for air I know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore No, no, no, no Nothing's smelling like a rose But I don't care if no one's coming up for air I know that nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
She's got her ear to the walls and she's tappin' the calls
If you've got a secret boy, forget about it, 'cause she's a Hotel Detective My little Hotel Detective Yeah she's a Hotel Detective Why don't you check her out Well the bellhop is funky The dumbwaiter's a monkey If there's a knock at the door, boy, forget about it, 'cause she's a Hotel Detective My little Hotel Detective Yeah Hotel Detective Cone on and check her out She says she likes my face She says she owns the place Forget about it, 'cause she's a Hotel Detective My little Hotel Detective Come on her Hotel Detective Why don't you check her out Hotel Detective Come on and swing with me Hotel Detective From the top of a tree Hotel Detective And make me feel like a bee Hotel Detective That's where I want to know you |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
I met someone at the dog show
She was holding my left arm But everyone was acting normal so I tried to look nonchalant. We both said, "I really love you," The Shriners loaned us cars We raced up and down the sidewalk twenty thousand million times Why did they send her over anyone else? How should I react? These things happen to other people They don't happen at all, in fact When you're following an angel Does it mean you have to throw your body off a building? Somewhere they're meeting on a pinhead Calling you an angel, calling you the nicest things I heard they had a space program When they sing you can't hear, there's no air Sometimes I think I kind of like that and Other times I think I'm already there Gonna ask for my admission Gonna speak to the man in charge The secretary says he's on another line, Can I hold for a long, long time? I found out she's an angel I don't think she knows I know I'm worried that something might happen to me If anyone ever finds out Why, why did they send her over anyone else? How should I react? These things happen to other people They don't happen at all When you're following an angel Does it mean you have to throw your body off a building? Somewhere they're meeting on a pinhead Calling you an angel, calling you the nicest things I heard they had a space program When they sing you can't hear, there's no air Sometimes I think I kind of like that and Other times I think I'm already there When you're following an angel Does it mean you have to throw your body off a building? Somewhere they're meeting on a pinhead Calling you an angel, calling you the nicest things |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
Youth culture (youth culture)
Youth culture (youth culture) Youth culture (youth culture) Youth culture (youth culture) Youth culture killed my dog And I don't think it's fair (I don't think it's fair) And his suicide can be justified By the taste makers, how they cried and cried and so Bacharach and David used to write his favorite songs Never, never, never would he worry, he'd just run and fetch the ball But the night lights and my dog's life aren't exactly one and the same Youth culture killed my dog And I don't think it's fair (I don't think it's fair) And the judgment made in the city of hate Just broke his spirit so Bacharach and David used to write his favorite songs Never, never, never would he worry, he'd just run and fetch the ball But the hip hop and the white funk just blew away my puppy's mind I don't understand what you did to my dog And I don't understand what you did to my dog I don't understand what you did to my dog I don't understand what you did to my dog Youth culture killed my dog (Youth culture killed my dog) And I don't think it's fair (I don't think it's fair) And his suicide can be justified By the taste makers, how they cried and cried and so Youth culture (youth culture) Youth culture (youth culture) Broke his spirit so (broke his spirit so) Broke his spirit so Youth culture (youth culture) (youth culture) Youth culture (youth culture) (youth culture) Broke his spirit so (broke his spirit so) Broke his spirit so |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
I was born in a lighthouse, my mother was the sea
I crawled to school each morning, when it occurred to me That life's just a mood ring we're not allowed to see And this is what it said to me My room is comfortably small With rubber lining the walls And there's someone always calling my name He calls when I'm alone And he calls when I'm not home And he calls when I'm stuck out in the rain I'm insane I'm insane I'm insane I'm insane Now listen all you swingers, don't you try to tag along I know monkey see, but monkey's dead, for you it would be wrong Put a dime in my jukebox, you'll only hear this song And it won't be fun for long Because my room is comfortably small With rubber lining the walls And there's someone always calling my name He calls when I'm alone And he calls when I'm not home And he calls when I'm stuck out in the rain I'm insane I'm insane I'm insane I'm insane Thank you Thank you My room is comfortably small With rubber lining the walls And there's someone always calling my name He calls when I'm alone And he calls when I'm not home And he calls when I'm stuck out in the rain I'm insane I'm insane I'm insane I'm insane |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
Sometimes I feel like being wispy
And once in a while I feel like being dry But we're doomed and we're drowned by this feeling we surround So I hope that I get old before I die It's a long, long rope they use to hang you soon I hope And I wonder why this hasn't happened, why why why And I think about the dirt that I'll be wearing for a shirt And I hope that I get old before I die Clear off the kitchen table, darling For on the kitchen table I must lie And I'm just tired for my wife served the banquet of my life And I hope that I get old before I die It's a long, long rope they use to hang you soon I hope And I wonder why this hasn't happened, why why why And I think about the dirt that I'll be wearing for a shirt And I hope that I get old before I die It's a long, long rope they use to hang you soon I hope And I wonder why this hasn't happened, why why why And I think about the dirt that I'll be wearing for a shirt And I hope that I get old before I die |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
This song is dedicated to all you modern-day troubadours out there
And I think I know who you are I got to get a job Got to get some pay My son's gotta go to art school He's leaving in three days And the TV's in Esperanto* You know that that's a bitch But alienation's for the rich And I'm feeling poorer every day Hey hey hey Well I ain't feeling happy About the state of things in my life But I'm working to make it better With a six of Miller High Life Just drinking and a-driving Making sure my dues get paid Because alienation's for the rich And I'm feeling poorer every day Hey hey hey Well I ain't feeling happy About the state of things in my life But I'm working to make it better With a six of Miller High Life Just drinking and a-driving Making sure my dues get paid Because alienation's for the rich And I'm feeling poorer every day Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey |
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from They Might Be Giants - They Might Be Giants (2006)
In a world we call our home there's lots of room to roam
Plenty of time to turn mistakes into rhyme There's a place for those who love their poetry It's just across from the sign that says, "Pros only" So if you like a band with a chick singer, Say your cup of tea is a wall of trombones If you dig Menudo, or M-D-C we salute you the way we know For every one with dollar signs in his eyes There must be hundreds who look at you as if you're some kind of Rhythm section want ad No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad I'll tell you why Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones Speak softly, drive a Sherman tank Laugh hard, it's a long way to the bank Do you sing like Olive Oyl on purpose You guys must be into the Eurythmics For every one with dollar signs in his eyes There must be hundreds who look at you as if you're some kind of Rhythm section want ad No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad And here's the reason why Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones Speak softly, drive a Sherman tank Laugh hard, it's a long way to the bank Do you sing like Olive Oyl on purpose You guys must be into the Eurythmics For every one with dollar signs in his eyes There must be hundreds who look at you as if you're some kind of Rhythm section want ad No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad And here's the reason why Rhythm section want ad No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad And here's the reason why Why Why |
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