Lyrics: Schoolchildren Singing "particle Man" Album: Then-the Earlier Years Artist: They Might Be Giants 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…
Lyrics: The Bells Are Ringing Album: Factory Showroom Artist: They Might Be Giants 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…
Lyrics: Your Racist Friend Album: Flood Artist: They Might Be Giants 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…
Lyrics: I Blame You Album: Unknown Artist: They Might Be Giants Ten miles from nowhere There’s a story that’s true About a fine girl And a boy just like you They fell so deeply But then fell apart Now…
Lyrics: They Got Lost Album: Live Artist: They Might Be Giants Julie at the station says they’ll be here any minute now But she’s running out of records and her show is ending anyhow. They can hear her saying…
Lyrics: Cowtown Album: Then-the Earlier Years Artist: They Might Be Giants 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…
Lyrics: The Statue Got Me High Album: Apollo 18 Artist: They Might Be Giants The statue got me high The statue got me high The monument of granite sent a beam into my eye The statue made me die…
Lyrics: Your Own Worst Enemy Album: Factory Showroom Artist: They Might Be Giants 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…
Lyrics: Hot Cha Album: Flood Artist: They Might Be Giants 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…
Lyrics: Stormy Pinkness Album: Unknown Artist: They Might Be Giants Stormy pinkness Human weakness Fills my jolly cup with gloom* Your progression My digression Forty days this afternoon The things we cherish are small indeed So much the larger…
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