They Might Be Giants are happy to be on a radio program for the first time in their long-illustrious careers. 1985 has been a very good year for They
that changes the course of human history, and that band is They Might Be Giants." Tom Poston, the New York Times. "Like so many things I can't understand, they
Mono dyo tragoudia eho kai trito molis vgei De ksero pou vrika to ptoma mia kai tote itan ekei Tora periplanomai ston tafo tis mousikis Gia ta dyo tragoudia
Fake out Fake in Fake it to me What is fake? Fake T.V. Land of a thousand fake outs Fake worse than death In Buenos Aires In Buenos Aires Fake out
Can we do that? Can we do that? I'm def I'm def I'm def I'm listening to the radio Got a job as a test pilot Yes I got a job as a test pilot I'm def
Can I have this last dance, my darling? Can I have this last dance with you? I wanna dance the whole night tonight And can I have this last dance, my
Everything is everything," is what you're just about to say There was a program, sort of an inquiry Into what would be Just the thing for me If it came to be
famous person wears the same size water skis as me She's got three cars, as many years I've lived in this city Her hair is blond and mine is brown, they
Hi, we're the Replacements (hi) Hi, we're the Replacements (hi) Hi, we're the Replacements (hi) And we're playing in a rock'n'roll band (we're playing
I'm so brave I'm so brave I'll be her love slave He's so brave He's so brave He'll be her love slave forever Yes, I will date the girl from Venus
The water running down that pipe Looks like a snake to me By "Doc's Sugar Bowl" my coffee gets cold Because I don't want to see that I've got no one
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
A claw is a claw And, and, and nobody has seen a, a talking claw Nobody has seen a talking claw Unless, unless that claw is the famous, the famous Unless
intellectuals. I put on There May Be Giants. What? Who's They May Be Giants? What are you talking about? That's what's on my-the phone, There May Be-argh
There's a knock at the door that I adore There's a face at the window, a smiling yellow face There's a knock at the door And if I were at home they'd
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
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
