They Might Be Giants

[fox69]

"Working Undercover For The Man"

"Working Undercover For The Man"


I've been working hard, trying to sing and play guitar
Growing out my hair and practicing my stare
Paid to fake it in a traveling band
And I'm working undercover for the man
Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la

Planning midnight raids on our unsuspecting fans
While the roadies rig the video surveillance van
Paid to fake it in a traveling band
And I'm working undercover for the man
Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la

I've been working hard, practicing to sing and play guitar
Growing out my hair and working on my stare
Paid to fake it in a traveling band
And I'm working undercover for the man
Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la sha-la-la-la-la-la

 

[fox69]

"XTC Vs. Adam Ant"

"XTC Vs. Adam Ant"


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

 

[fox69]

"Yeah, The Deranged Millionaire"

"Yeah, The Deranged Millionaire"


He had a name
He had an unlikely name
Yeah, the Deranged Millionaire
The Deranged Millionaire

He lived in a secret location
Burning money all day
And people from miles around were miles away

He had a name
He had an unlikely name
Yes, the Deranged Millionaire
The Deranged Millionaire

Gold is diamond-encrusted
And diamonds are covered in gold
He lost a lot of money betting on the genome of bats
With echolocation, you've always gotta go with the bats

He had a name
He had an unlikely name
He had a name
He had an unlikely name

 

[fox69]

"Yeh Yeh"

"Yeh Yeh"


Now every evening, all my day's work is through
I call my baby and ask her what we could do
.... she doesn't seem to dig that
And then she asks me why don't I come to her flat
And have some supper and let the evening pass by
Playing records, the sounds of groovy hi-fi
I say yeah, that's what I say, I say yeah

My baby loves me, she gets me feelin so fine
And when she loves me, she lets me know that she's mine
And when she kisses, I feel the fire get hot
She never misses, she gives it all that she's got
And when she asks me if everything is ok
I give the answer, the only thing I could say
I say yeah, that's what I say, I say yeah

We'll play a melody and turn the lights down low so noone can see
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
And there'd be noone else alive in all the world except for you and me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

And pretty baby, I never knew such a thrill
It's hard to tell you, because I'm trembling still
No need to ask me if everything is ok
I've got my answer, the only thing I can say
I say yeah, that's what I say, I say yeah

We'll play a melody and turn the lights down low so noone can see
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
We gotta do that, we gotta do that
And there'd be noone else alive in all the world except for you and me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

And pretty baby, I never knew such a thrill
It's hard to tell you, because I'm trembling still
But pretty baby, I want you all for my own
I think I'm ready to leave these others alone
No need to ask me if everything is ok
I've got my answer, the only thing I can say
I say yeah, that's what I say, I say yeah
I say yeah, that's what I say, I say yeah

 

[fox69]

"You Don't Like Me"

"You Don't Like Me"


I know what you're thinking
I can read your mind
In your thoughts it's obvious
You don't like me

From across a crowded room
You can feel me staring
And you know that I can see
How it is

There's so much pleasure to be had
From Mr. Ian's secret plans
But you don't like me
'cause I can read your mind

I can see the future
Like it's in the past
You will never be my friend
You don't like me

I know what you're thinking
I can read your mind
In your thoughts it's obvious
You don't like me

You like cigarettes
Swimming laps
Potato chips, Battleship
Cats and Court TV

You like shadow puppets
Woody Harrelson
Reading in the bath
Nirvana and baseball caps

You can hear me talking
Right up till I stop
When I do, I'm gone to you
But you were always there

I can hear the friendly words
Of advice that I'd be offered
If I had a friend
To offer me advice

I'd be told to let it go
And that I care to much
But this is not about me
And you don't want to know

I can see the future
Like it's in the past
You will never be my friend
You don't like me

You like Bollywood
Snowmachines
Daguerreotypes, beauty contests
And cruise control

You like booster rockets
Cutting with a fork
Terminator 2
The morning and William Tell

 

[fox69]

"You Probably Get That A Lot"

"You Probably Get That A Lot"


Do you mind, excuse me
I saw you over there
Can I just tell you

Although there are millions of
Cephalophores that wander through this world
You've got something extra going on
I think you probably know

You probably get that a lot
I'll bet that people say that a lot to you, girl

The way you swing your head while strolling fancy free
Or melting down some army guys to make green tea

Though there are millions of
Cephalophores that wander through this world
You've got something extra going on
I think you probably know

You probably already know
You act like I am stating the obvious

It's the way you swing your head while strolling fancy free
Or melting down some army guys to make green tea

As the headless horseman said to his associate
The bodiless baboon's been cradled in his arms

Although millions of cephalophores are marching past my door
They're invisible to me, except for one cephalophore

You probably get that a lot
I'll bet that people say that a lot while you
Are sarcastically lip-syncing along
To words they felt were spoken spontaneously

 

[fox69]

"You'll Miss Me"

"You'll Miss Me"


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

 

[fox69]

"You're On Fire"

"You're On Fire"


Hi, I forgot your name
Whatever
My point is
Hi, your head's on fire

Oh damn, you must've got one of them
Combustible heads
I read an article all about them

You're on fire
You're on fire
I won't lie
You're on fire

Combustible head (I won't lie)
Combustible head (I won't lie)
Combustible head (I won't lie)
Combustible head

Hey, how's it going
Is that your car they're towing?
I'm pretty sure that's your car
No, you can't park there
Whoa, your head's on fire

Oh damn, you must've got one of them
Combustible heads
I read an article all about them

You're on fire
You're on fire
I won't lie
You're on fire

Combustible head (I won't lie)
Combustible head (I won't lie)
Combustible head (I won't lie)
Combustible head

The lights are low
The music is extremely loud
You're hard to get to know
But you're easy to spot in a crowd

As I'm sure you're aware
You've got one of those rare
Combustible heads
I read an article all about them

You're on fire
You're on fire
I won't lie
You're on fire

Oh damn, you must've got one of them (Oh damn)
Combustible heads (You must've got one of them)
I read an article all about them (Combustible head)

You're on fire (Combustible head)
You're on fire (Combustible head)
I won't lie (Combustible head)
You're on fire (Combustible head)

I won't lie
I won't lie
I won't lie
I won't lie

 

[fox69]

"Your Mom's Alright"

"Your Mom's Alright"


Yeah
Your mom's alright
Your mom's alright
Your ass is grass
And I'm a lawnmower
You dandelion
I am a sunflower

This darkest night
This vale of no hope
You piece of tape
Here comes a Post-It note

Yeah
Your mom's alright
Your mom's alright

Your ass is grass
And I'm a lawnmower
Incense and joss
I am a leaf-blower

Through scallions
I am the sour cream
Bring forth the froth
I am the hot steam

Your mom's alright
Your mom's alright

Pop rock (bongos)
Pop rock (bongos)
Pop rock (bongos)

Your ass is grass
Not least the east wing
Unfactual
Ungrease the peace thing

Some paper doll
Some super-fast car
Some onion roll
Some mayonnaise jar

Yeah
Your mom's alright

Yeah
Your mom's alright

Yeah
Your mom's alright

Your mom's alright

Alright (yes!)
[To end]

 

[fox69]

"Your Own Worst Enemy"

"Your Own Worst Enemy"


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