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Non-Album Tracks

Critic Intro
"Every once in a while a band comes along 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 left my teeth chattering for more."
Peggy Cass, Aquarian Weekly

"Maestro! I say right on!"
Orson Bean, Sky and Telescope

"If you hear only one song this year, there's something terribly wrong with you."
Kitty Carlyle, Easy Riders

Ladies and gentlemen, do not be alarmed. Please remain perfectly still. What you are about to see is real. The performers are not grinning scarecrows sent here to torture and manipulate you.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to introduce the twin quasars of rock. Please give a warm, friendly hand to They Might Be Giants!

Now That I Have Everything
The mirror on the wall
Won't talk to me at all
Now that I have everything
The place inside the frame
Just doesn't look the same
Now that I have everything

I wasn't always so fortunate
But I knew what I had to do
To be well-to-do
And it had to do
With the things I had to do

And I don't want anything
I don't want anything
Now that I have everything
I can't tell things apart
I don't know where they start
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday

Put down that surfboard, no, please don't say
All the things I think I know that you're about to say
"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
I would have to wait and see

And I don't want anything
I don't want anything
Now that I have everything
I can't tell things apart
I don't know where they start
Now that I have everything

And the mirror on the wall
Won't talk to me at all
Now that I have everything
The place inside the frame
Just doesn't look the same
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday (Babool Babool)
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday (Babool Babool)
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday (Babool Babool)
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday (Babool Babool)
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday (Babool Babool)
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday (Babool Babool)
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday (Babool Babool)
Now there's everything don't remind me of yesterday (Babool Babool)
Babool Babool

Mainstream USA
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 darling?
Can I have this last dance with you?
These are the words that he told to the fellow next door

Mainstream, U.S.A.
I flipped that guy the bird
Mainstream, U.S.A.
Is all I wanna say

Mainstream, U.S.A.
I flipped that guy the bird
Mainstream, U.S.A.
Is all I wanna say

We are the world (back off, fool)
We are (I'm talking to you)
We are the world (back off, fool)

Mainstream, U.S.A.
I flipped that guy the bird
Mainstream, U.S.A.
Is all I wanna say
Mainstream, U.S.A.
I flipped that guy the bird
Mainstream, U.S.A.
Is all I wanna say

Fake Out in Buenos Aires
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
Fake in
Faker's delight
Fake your claim
Fake around the clock
Winner fake all
Three fakes, you're out

In Buenos Aires
In Buenos Aires

Greek #3
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 kai to trito molis vgei

Enas plousios mou eipe fere kota kai zoumi
Ftohopaido mou eipe pos de mporei na pei
Kai tora perimeno san kota to Theo epi ti ghi

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 kai to trito molis vgei

Piga sto Lefko Iko kai rotao ton pyravlo
An pote den eixe complex i kati san afto
Ma arxise na paramilaei sa na itan stin TV
"Den exo mono dyo tragoudia
Apo mena thelis ti?"

Kainouri' agorasa stena blue jeans
Kai ena baglama
Kai eipa stis kyries na mou ferthoun evgenika
Gia na min exo typseis pos den pao makria
Gia ta dyo tragoudia kai to trito molis vgei

I'm Def
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
I never listen to the
I never listen to
I never listen to the ra-

I'm def

Got a job as a test pilot
Yes I got a job as a test pilot

I'm listening to the radio

We have our own song and we want to get it recorded
We have our own song and we want to get it recorded
We have our own song and we want to get it recorded
We have our own song and we want to get it recorded
We have our own song and we want to get it recorded

85 Radio Special Thank You
Hello. 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 Might Be Giants. In January, Bill began at a new school. Everyone liked him, And he likes everything. In March, we were all trapped deep inside a subway car racing down tracks going faster and much faster untin they never let us out a full ten blocks later. In April, we all sang a duet with Tina Turner. In a way it was nice, and it was our favorite song. But we spent the entire summer resting up, looking for some vital link missing in the big picture. Bill said he had found it, but in fact he had lost it. Well, in September Bill chipped a tooth skyriding far above the Planet Earth. And then came the end of the year when we were on our very last radio show, which we are glad that you have become a part of. Thank you for listening to They Might Be Giants. We do have a Dial-a-Song service at 718-387-6962. Service at 718-387-6962. Thank you.

Kitten Intro
There's something coming. There's a new car on the horizon. It's coming very slowly. It makes a noise. It has kittens painted all over it. With a new kind of fur. Cleaner, but with a unique smell. Yet, one of these kittens is not prepared to have a good time. It stands alone. Away from the crowd. It's your kind of kitten. Now the time has come to climb into that car and to shake the paw of destiny.
No... no... They Might Be Giants are not Satanists. They are not posing as an easy-listening Nazi rock band trying to lure intellectuals into believing what they already know to be true. No. Listen to the sound of my voice. Put away your big blue cigars. And make way... yes, make way, ladies and gentlemen... for They Might Be Giants!

Weep Day
I never went to the tropical island
Though everybody said they saw me there
And it wasn't me you punched a hole in
At the West German protest march

Simultaneous events don't happen
We are isolated temporally
And a part is never called the whole thing
Though it bothers us to know it's so

Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man (samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man)
Yes, it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man (samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man)

I didn't write the words you hear me singing (didn't write the words you hear me singing)
I didn't sing the line before this one (didn't sing the line before this one)
You are not the one I was addressing (you are not the one I was addressing)
That person took a train to Africa (Africa)

Where he met the consulate from Belgium
Who is now a Buddhist in a cave
Who is pitching for the Oakland Raiders
Striking out the batter she became

Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man (samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man)
Yes, it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man (samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man)
Yes, it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man (samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man)
Weep Day for Urine Man (Weep Day for Urine Man)
Weep Day for Urine Man (Weep Day for Urine Man)
Weep Day for Urine Man (Weep Day for Urine Man)
Weep Day Weep Day
Weep Day Weep Day
Weep Day Weep Day
Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep)
Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep)
Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep)
Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep)
Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep)
Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep) Weep (Weep)

The Big Big Whoredom
Come on baby turn that frown upside down
Tell me why you ain't been around
What is it brings you down?

We work the hardest to be the smartest (we work)
We work the hardest to be the smartest (we work)
We work the hardest to be the smartest (we work)
We work the hardest to be the smartest (we work)

And the big big whoredom scared me

No, no, baby I ain't convinced it ain't so bad as you paint it
There's plenty more heads of hair for us out there
We'll strike it rich, a monster switch (monster)
We'll strike it rich, a monster switch (monster)
We'll strike it rich, a monster switch (monster)
We'll strike it rich, a monster switch (monster)

But the big big whoredom scares me (no no it doesn't do that)
The big big whoredom scares me (no no don't be sad)
The big big whoredom scares me (please please stop it)
The big big whoredom scares me (don't don't)
The big big whoredom scares me (please)
The big big whoredom scares me (no)
The big big whoredom scares me
The big big whoredom scares me
The big big whoredom scares me

I'm Gettin Sentimental Over You
Never thought I'd fall
But now I hear the call
I'm getting sentimental over you
Things you say and do
Just thrill me through and through
I'm getting sentimental over you

Once I wondered why
I'd sit at home and sigh
I'm getting sentimental over you
Words cannot describe
This poetry inside
I'm getting sentimental over you

I thought I was happy, I could live with myself
Now I see that love is all that I'm thinking of

Won't you please be kind
And just make up your mind
That you'll be sweet and gentle
Be gentle with me
'Cause I'm getting sentimental over you

I thought I was happy, I could live with myself
Now I see that love is all that I'm thinking of

Won't you please be kind
And just make up your mind
That you'll be sweet and gentle
Be gentle with me
'Cause I'm getting sentimental over you

Become A Robot
Here's hoping you don't (hoping you don't)
Become a robot (clang clang)
Clang, clang, whoops, too late
Here's hoping you don't (hoping you don't)
Become a robot (clang clang)
Clang, clang, whoops, too late

Let's stick together 'cause we're number 8
Let's stick to numbers 'cause we're great

Here's hoping you don't (hoping you don't)
Become a robot (clang clang)
Clang, clang, whoops, too late

Hey!
Wait!

Here's hoping you don't (hoping you don't)
Harbor a deathwish* (help help)
Help, help, help yourself
Here's hoping you don't (hoping you don't)
Harbor a deathwish (help help)
Help, help, help yourself

Hip, hip, horrific are the words we sing
Hip, hip, horrific is our thing

Here's hoping you don't (hoping you don't)
Become a robot (help help)
Help, help, help, help
Help, help, help

Swing Is A Word
Who can snap my fingers?
Nobody can, nobody can
Where's my cat's pajamas?
In the can, the big trash can

Swing is a word
Six feet down
Swing is a word
Six feet down
Swing is a word
Six feet down
Swing is a word
Six feet down

3-8-7-6-9-6-2-night*

Swing is a word (3-8-7)
6-9-6-2
Swing is a word (3-8-7)
6-9-6-2
Swing is a word (3-8-7)
6-9-6-2
Swing is a word (Swing is a word)
Six feet down

Doris Cunningham
I think you have another song for us. Would you like to perform it?

What's the name of the song?

Oh, I think I know that one! Great, great.

Counterfeit Fake
Hey, hey, counterfeit fake
History wants you, they made a mistake
Hey, hey, counterfeit fake
History wants you, they made a mistake

Hey, hey, counterfeit fake
History wants you, they made a mistake
Hey, hey, counterfeit fake
History wants you, they made a mistake

25 O'Clock
The urge to take you grows more strong
For time had made me wait too long
Each watch I smash apart
Just adding to my power
Each watch I smash apart
Just bringing near the hour
of 25 o'clock, that's when you're going to be mine
25 o'clock, we'll be together 'til the end of time
At 25 o'clock

The ticking seconds hear them call
My spell of hours will make you fall
Each timer that I break
Will halt the flowing sands
Each timer that I break
Will put you in my hands
At 25 o'clock, that's when you're going to be mine
25 o'clock, we'll be together 'til the end of time
At 25 o'clock

Each watch I smash apart
Just adding to my power
Each watch I smash apart
Just bringing near the hour
of 25 o'clock, that's when you're going to be mine
25 o'clock, we'll be together 'til the end of time
of 25 o'clock, that's when you're going to be mine
25 o'clock, we'll be together 'til the end of time
'Til the end of time
'Til the end
'Til the end of time

Brainwashin' Our Fighting Boys
Somebody's been
Brainwashin' our fighting boys
Somebody's been
Deprogramming them so they won't fight anymore

They're searching for the missing chimp
But they won't find him
The missing chimp is sewing gimp with me
He won't fight because

Somebody's been
Brainwashin' our fighting boys
Somebody's been
Deprogramming them so they won't fight anymore

They're safe and sound
With its arms akimbo
Little legs are danglin'
In the pond, its big toe

Brainwashin' our fighting boys
Somebody's been
Deprogramming them so they won't fight anymore

They've been forced to live
In a land of love
Forced to live
In a land of love

Bread Hair
I'm a wigged-out daddy with bread on top
I dig an easy-bake granny with a whiskey mop
If you love me, you needn't the whole wheat crop
'Cause they had a useless battle and'll never stop

Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
You're drivin' all my hope away

I'm a pumpernickel-do for you, dough you do
Use a yarmulka of hallah bread if you're a Jew
I belong to cayope, I be the wheat for you
Yeast and flour, bake an hour, it's annoying shampoo

Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Drivin' all my hope away

Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
You're drivin' all my hope away

That's a gone rug, buddy

Cabbagetown
I was laying on the porch
As the bus drove by
Just talking to the dog
About thinking to myself
There are so many big ideas
We could talk about
But nothing that gets said
Gets us out of Cabbagetown

Oh, Cabbagetown
Oh, Cabbagetown
I will leave and I'll return
Oh, Cabbagetown

I talked to my old granddad
As he fell into the sea
He said time and tide are one thing
That no one understands
I talked to my uncle Jack
As he tried to talk to me
With a bottle in one hand
And another in the other*

Oh, Cabbagetown
Oh, Cabbagetown
I will leave and I'll return
Oh, Cabbagetown

Oh
Oh

Oh, Cabbagetown
Oh, Cabbagetown
I will leave and I'll return
Oh, Cabbagetown

Certain People I Could Name
The few surviving samurai survey the battlefield
Count the arms, the legs and heads and then divide by 5
Drenched in blood they move across the screen
Do I need to point or do you see the one I mean
The one in back, the way he acts
Is he reminding you of anyone we know
Isn't he so like certain people I could name

Halfway through the thirty minutes
Halfway round the world
Here's the story on the genocidal overlord
In the palace with her epilettes
Watch her little gestures as she lights her cigarette
Look at her, you must see it too
Is she reminding you of anyone we know
Isn't she so like certain people I could name

Disembodied and detached a voice describes the scene
As a lizard stalks a helpless creature on TV
Music underscores the tragedy
Eyes with no expression watch the unsuspecting prey
Who is it like, doesn't it strike
You as the very image of someone we know
Isn't it so like certain people--how could anybody miss
The obvious and the uncanny and the clear resemblance
Isn't it just like certain people I could name

Christmas Cards
Every Christmas card I write
Every Christmas card I write
Has been stolen
Has been stolen
Every Christmas card I write has been stolen

Every Christmas card I write has been stolen
Every Christmas card I write has been stolen
Has been stolen
Has been stolen
Every Christmas card I write has been stolen

Stolen
Has been stolen
Every Christmas card I write
On the little desk in the corner of my room

I find stolen the next day
I find stolen the next day
All of the Christmas cards I write
Become stolen the next day
From my room

In my little desk in the corner of my room
Every Christmas card I write
Is stolen
Is stolen
Every Christmas card I write
Been stolen
From the little desk in the corner of my room
It's been stolen

Every day
Every Christmas card I write
Has been stolen from my desk
I don't know why
It's been stolen
It's been stolen
Stolen
Stolen
Stolen
Stolen
Stolen

Concrete and Clay
You, to me
Are sweet as roses in the morning
You, to me
Are soft as summer in that dawning love we share
That something rare

The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know we'll see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
That's the way
That's the way love was meant to be

All around
I see the purple shades of evening
On the ground
The shadow's fallen, once again you're in my arms
So tenderly

The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know we'll see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
That's the way
That's the way love was meant to be

The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die
You know we'll see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye
My love and I will be
In love eternally
That's the way
That's the way love was meant to be

That's the way
That's the way love was meant to be

Confusing the Mind
Yes, you can scare a person by confusing his mind
Let's start one step at a time

Yes, you can scare a person by confusing his mind

Always remember, there are two diseases in any business

Well, jeepers, we've got two or three children
Well, jeepers, we've got two or three children

There's no need for confusing the mind
Or... or or filling up the mind with those little things that that

Counterfeit Faker
Call out the undertaker
Call out the police
Counterfeit Faker
Is coming after me

Yes, I loved him like my brother
I loved him ambiguously
There's no way to measure the damage he has done

Counterfeit Faker
Carries a grudge

Nervous, I walk through windows
I walk through a plate glass door
Silent, his presence mocks me
And draws me on some more

Counterfeit Faker
The damage has been done

The damage has been done
The damage has been done
Counterfeit Faker
Bring him on

Cupid
I'm shaking down Cupid 'cause I'm feeling so mad
Why I'd break his leg
I'd kill myself if I was somebody else
I'm feeling so beside myself

To paging Mr. Right
Please to move your van
She thinks of him especially
I think he's kicking sand

In my face, just like in that ad
And I had to walk away feeling mad
To paging Mr. Right
Please to move your van

So I'm shaking down Cupid 'cause I'm feeling so mad
I'd break his leg
I'd kill myself if I was somebody else
I'm feeling so beside myself

No, I'm shaking down Cupid 'cause I'm feeling so mad
Why I'd break his leg
I'd kill myself if I was somebody else
I'm feeling so beside myself

I'd

Dont Know Why It Takes That Long
Every two hours there's a different song
Perhaps there's a reason it takes that long
I don't know why it takes that long
For They Might Be Giants Dial-a-Song

And your call is next!

Hell Hotel
Salutations paint his karma, Bend joints in fighting words
Got his mean streak from his mother, ha ha ha
Now Love Boats paint his liver, with eyes on the city lights
Collapsin' on the upbeats or relaxin' for the night
He steps into a crazy hotel, the desk clerk hands him soap-on-a-rope
What does he mean by this?
Bellhop takes his flashlight, takes John up to his room
Va-va-va-voom this is a sweet life, Anthrax on the couch

We're here to entertain you, or have you seen this episode
We're the ancient order of robot dolls, we're putting you at the controls

Well, well, well welcome to Hell Hotel
Well, well, well welcome to Hell Hotel

Sports cars and the gamblin', John's winning every night
Well there's certain smells John can't repel, but Momma it can't be right
He bolts awake laughing, but no one's in his room
And the big boss man doesn't understand why John can't smile no more

We're here to make you happy, that's all that we are programmed for
But you say this pleasure's a pain for you
Sebastian C. could tell you more

Well, well, well welcome to Hell Hotel
Well, well, well welcome to Hell Hotel

Hi Honey I'm Home
Hi, honey, I'm home
Hi, honey, I'm home
How was your day?
How was your day?
Hi, honey, I'm home

Hi, honey, I'm home
Hi, honey, I'm home
How was your day?
How was your day?
Hi, honey, I'm home

Hiya
Hiya, hiya, hiya, hi

Don't be so jaded
I'm quite sincere
Though we may differ

You'll be right here
Top of the heap
Kings of all we survey

The last thing's a clinker
Who says it's not?
Just try your best

It's all that we've got
It's all that we've got
It's all that we've got

Hiya
Hiya, hi
Hiya
Hiya, hi
Hiya
Hiya, hi
Hiya
Hiya, hi

House of Mayors
They are crowding the stage of these hallowed confines
Representing the parties
In here are enshrined the one hundred-odd figures of men
Wearing suits, who in sum
Constitute the assembly of the House of Mayors

Stacked in columns and rows
Dressed in period clothes
Near a wig, a pince-nez affixed to a nose
And the full complement's in attendance at the House of Mayors
(House of Mayors)
House of Mayors
(House of Mayors)
House of Mayors
(House of Mayors)
House of Mayors
(House of Mayors)
House of Mayors

And they're all up there, on the stage
And we're introduced to them all
And they're all still standing up there
When the last tour exits the hall
The effect is so real
That it's chilling to watch
As the creaking automatons all lurch
Into action, and act out historical deeds
And make speeches, sign legislation
And turn their heads and blink their eyes
Though the room has a faintly musty smell
You forget where you are, you are under their spell
And the spell that was cast was the ballot for the House of Mayors

George Finby!
Alexander Whigmore!
Patrick O'Barr!
Conrad Spectacle!
Carl Van Krieg!
Antonio Botton!

They are all still standing in there
In the dark in there, in the night
Similarity lurks under styles of moustache
These anemic, loyal, ???
With a woman attending in fashion
In fashion; if some other face
Looked too much out of place
Would it spoil it for everyone else?

Some express disappointment when leaving the hall
Some feel cheated or mad--bear in mind, one and all
The next act of the show is an infinite row
Of unoccupied chairs, in a big room upstairs
In the House Of The Yet-To-Be Mayors

How Much Cake Can You Eat
The shining spoons of this town
All point in your direction
Can you keep a secret?
We can trust you, we can throw you

Are you sitting on your feet?
How much cake can you eat?
Are you sitting on your feet?
How much cake can you eat?
Are you sitting on your feet?
How much cake can you eat?
Are you sitting on your feet?
How much cake can you eat?

I Am Not Your Broom
Now Broom, you must now sweep for me
The dust it fills my room
No, John, I will not sweep for you
For I am not your broom

What nonsense are you speaking, Broom
My words you must obey
Another life awaits me and
I'm leaving you today

I am not your broom
I am not your broom
I've had enough, I'm throwing off
My chains of servitude

I am not your broom
I am not your broom
No longer must I sweep for you
For I am not your broom

I Blame You
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 they say the same words
Of what used to be
What used to be

I blame you (I blame you)
I blame you (I blame you)
I blame you (I blame you)

He drops his car keys
And crawls on the ground
Finds her old haircomb
She'd wear into town
Can't bear to keep it
Or throw it away
Gets back down on his kness
Put it back where it lay
Back where it lay

I blame you (I blame you)
I blame you (I blame you)
I blame you (I blame you)

I Find It Hard to Believe
I find it hard to believe
I find it hard to believe
That I'm embarassed at me
For being upset
Over acting so contemptuously (I find it hard to believe)
Acting so contemptuously (I find it hard to believe)
Acting so contemptuously (that I'm embarassed at me)
Acting so contemptuously (that I'm embarassed at me)
(For being upset over acting so contemptuously)
Acting so contemptuously (acting so contemptuously)
Acting so contemptuously (on me)
I find it hard to believe

I Might Be Giants Too
They might be giants

This world might go too far
I should be saving those tears
I need to know, so won't you care, do you? (They might be giants)

This world might go too far
I should be saving those tears
I need to know, so won't you care, do you? (They might be giants)

This world might go too far
I should be saving those tears
I need to know, so won't you care, do you? (They might be giants)

I might be giants, too

I Need Some Lovin
I need some lovin'
Some turtle-dovin'
To dry the ocean
Of tears running down my spine

I need some kissing
But I know you're listening
To all the radios
That tune in to read my mind

They say
Loose lips
Fat cheeks
White teeth
Big hair
Brass bed
With a sign that reads
Nobody rides for free

I need a honey
To spend my money
To call my phone machine
And hang me up at night

I need some lovin'
Some turtle-dovin'
To dry the ocean
Of tears running down my spine

Living Doll
If you had such a checkered past
Then how come you're living today
I never wanted to bring it up
But what's the writing on your forehead say

Wide awake and lost, I don't feel anything at all
This sex appeal, I can't believe that's what it's called

Hey
Here comes somebody's body
Who threw me away
The one and only living doll
I never liked the colder side of her
Or anybody

I never tired of puppet shows
'Cause I like the way that they talk
I never wanted to bring it up
But what's the writing on your forehead say

My biggest expectations put me on her train
My biggest expectations bring me home again

Hey
Here comes somebody's body
Who threw me away
The one and only living doll
I never liked the colder side of her
Or anybody

Maine
Relaxing on my hands and knees
Relaxing on my face
Reclining in the bear-trap of its tender warm embrace
Glazed with coniferous green
Glazed with excitement and dread
Exhausted from oversleep
Awake but still in bed

The shaving razor's rusty but the sting brings you exactly back to
Maine
Is the world that went south
Maine
Is a punch in the mouth
Maine
At the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart
Maine
Is the devil you know
Maine
Is the heaven below
Maine
At the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart

I love you anyway (I love you anyway)
I promise there's no other state (there's no other state)
But only if you stay away (but only if you leave)
And leave me to my ugly state (me to my ugly state)

And give me back my evil heart so I can see you as you are in
Maine
Is the world that went south
Maine
Is a punch in the mouth
Maine
At the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart
Maine
Is the poison you love
Maine
Is the hell from above
Maine
At the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart

Mario Speaks
Okay, Okay, settle down everyone. Okay, please, please.
Alright, it's showtime everyone. Listen, I've got a story to tell.
When I first accepted the job as personal manager and stylist for They Might Be Giants, the boys said:
"Mario, integrity is everything! You keep the money. We'll live on love--the love we have for sophisticated head-bobbing music!"
But I told them, "You guys are gonna have to change everything! Flansburgh, you need new clothes. That fringe jacket and platform shoes thing is completeley out! And Linnell, shave the beard and get yourself a hair transplant. Maybe an accordion would be good. I don't know."
Boy, were those guys mad at me. But it's all water under the bridge, now. I'll tell ya, my boys have crossed over with a look and sound all my own. I guess you could say I made them, but I prefer to think I simply own them.
Ladies and gentlemen, my boys, the only band that refuses to be a force to be reckoned with, those twin quasars of rock, let's give a warm round of applause for They Might Be Giants!

Maybe I Know
Maybe I know that she's been a-cheating
Maybe I know that she's been untrue
But what can I do

I hear them whispering as I walk by
She's gonna break his heart and make him cry
I know it's me they're talking about
I bet they all think I'll never find out

But maybe I know that she's been a-cheating
Maybe I know that she's been untrue
But what can I do

Deep down inside she loves me
Though she may run around
I know someday she'll love me
Someday she'll settle down

But maybe I know that she's been a-cheating
Maybe I know that she's been untrue
But what can I do

Oh, maybe I know that she's been a-cheating
Maybe I know that she's been untrue
But what can I do

Moving to the Sun
While they were staring at the Citgo sign
Is when they lost our trail
They thought we were part of a caravan
But we had other plans

You can't catch me
Where I'm gonna fall
You can't catch me
Where I'll hide
This world's too cold
This Nova rolls
I'm moving to the sun

93 miles times a million more
Quite a trip we've planned
I must drive now carefully (I must drive now)
And figure where we'll land

You can't catch me
Where I'm gonna fall
You can't catch me
Where I'll hide
This world's too cold
So I'm gunna run
I'm moving to the sun

Mrs Cinderella
Mrs. Cinderella
Please don't pound on my chest
I can not see you now
I can not have seen you before

When it turns twelve o'clock
I'll be back by myself
And you'll be back in his arms
As Mrs. Somebody Else

Mrs. Cinderella
Please don't knock down my door
You've been around the world
And I've been around my block

When I hear you say (when I hear you say)
I hear somebody talking (I hear somebody talking)
And when I hear you talking (and when I hear you talking)
I hear somebody say (I hear somebody say)

Nevada
Nevada, Nevada
The dream of every girl
Nevada, Nevada
The acorn of the squirrel

Ladies falling from the treetops
Calling out in heaven's name
Parachutes of dresses
Saving every dame

Nevada, Nevada
The dream of every gal
Nevada, Nevada
The helper and the pal

Next Plane to London
I'm on the next plane to London
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to London and I'm missing her
That baby of mine

Told her I was gonna be a star
But to do it I would have to go far away
But I'll come back someday
And take her away

I'm on the next plane to London
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to London and I'm missing her
That baby of mine

Said that over here I wasn't in
Down in Hollywood I couldn't find a friend
Who would help me get in
Or listen to me

I'm on the next plane to London
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to London and I'm missing her
That baby of mine

Maybe over there I'll get a start
Only hope by leaving I don't break her heart
The more important part
Than any record on the chart

Next plane to London
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to London and I'm missing her
That baby of mine

Next plane to London
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to London and I'm missing her
Whoa-whoa

Not Too Clear Not Too Long
They Might Be Giants Dial-a-Song
Not too clear, and not too long

And your call is next!

O Tannenbaum
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum
Wie treu sind deine Blätte
Du grünst nicht nur zur Sommerzeit
Nein, auch im Winter wenn es schneit
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum
Wie treu sind deine Blätte

Older
You're older than you've ever been
And now you're even older
And now you're even older
And now you're even older
You're older than you've ever been
And now you're even older
And now you're older still

Time is marching on
And time is still marching on

This day will soon be at an end
And now it's even sooner
And now it's even sooner
And now it's even sooner
This day will soon be at an end
And now it's even sooner
And now it's sooner still

You're older than you've ever been
And now you're even older
And now you're even older
And now you're even older
You're older than you've ever been
And now you're even older
And now you're older still

One More Parade
Hup, two, three, four, marching down the street
Rollin' of the drums and the tramping of the feet
General salutes and the mothers wave and weep
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid, prices paid
One more parade

So young, so strong, so ready for the war
So willing to go and die upon a foreign shore
All march together, everybody looks the same
So there is no one you can blame
Don't be ashamed, light the flame
One more parade

Listen for the sound and listen for the noise
Listen for the thunder of the marching boys
A few years ago their guns were only toys
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid, prices paid
One more parade

So young, so strong, so ready for the war
So willing to go and die upon a foreign shore
All march together, everybody looks the same
So there is no one you can blame
Don't be ashamed, light the flame
One more parade

Medals on their coats and guns in their hands
Trained to kill as they're trained to stand
Ten thousand ears need only one command
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid, prices paid
Don't be ashamed, war's a game
World's in flames, so start the parade

On the Drag
You're only happy when you're sad
You're top fueled and you're bad
Parachute in your back pack and
Your knees under your chin
And your boyfriend's getting mad
At all the time you waste
Trying to put your finger on it
The allure of St. Marks place

On the drag, on the drag
You're all waiting 'round for something
And it's never coming back
On the drag, on the drag
It's a genuine disaster
And it's come to make you king
On the drag

"I won't die until I'm dead,"
Are the first words that he said
Don't try to interrupt him,
'Cause he's never gonna stop
And the time is standing still
With all this time to kill
And I'm trying to walk away
From 1st Avenue to A

On the drag, on the drag
It's a genuine disaster
And we've crowned him with his crown
On the drag, on the drag
We're all waiting 'round for something
And it's never coming back
On the drag, on the drag
We're all waiting 'round for something
And it's never coming back

On the drag, on the drag
We're all waiting for disaster
And we crowned him with his crown
On the drag

Operators Are Standing By
Operators are standing by
Smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee
Bounce their shoes at the end of their feet
And wish they could go home

Operators are standing by
Poking holes in the ceiling tiles
Making jokes about their old boyfriends

Operators are standing by
Talking about their portrayal
On T.V. where an actress sits
With a headset in outer space

That's enough talking, ladies

Operators are standing by
Smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee
Pass round the picture of a Mobius Strip
And wish they could go home

And wish they could go home

Oregon
Oregon is bad
Stop it if you can
Here it comes
Here it comes
Now it's after you
Flee to someplace new
Run away
Run away

From the penthouse to the prison
to the humble piedáterre
Are they taking up the cry
In the brothel
In the castle
On the crowded boulevard
Do they sing the dreadful words

Oregon is bad
Stop it if you can
Here it comes
Here it comes

Oregon is bad
Stop it if you can
Run away
Run away

Pennsylvania
La la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la

La la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La Pennsylvania

Rat Patrol
Moths beat on the windowpane
Telling me I'm not the same
Sounds of nothing, sounds of fear
Speak to me when no one's near

I'm on Rat Patrol
I'm on Rat Patrol

Well, those disappear inside
Floorboards creak and footsteps heard
Headlights turn into the drive
Then disappear into the night

I'm on Rat Patrol
I'm on Rat Patrol

Reprehensible
Each night I lie awake
Completely alone
A voice is calling, and I tremble
For it's not my own
My own
I can't ignore it
Although I try
The intrusive whisper fascinates me
Here's why
Here's why

The secrets gather 'round as the voice recites
The secret history of my immortal soul

Indestructable
Indefensible
Reprehensible
10,000 years of unerasable acts
And permanent facts
The record of my
Unspeakable crimes
In previous lives
In previous times
Indelibly stains
The pages of history

Indestructible
Indefensable
Reprehensible
Night after night a voice recites my misdeeds
And puts me to sleep
But tells me that I
Won't remember a thing

When morning comes at last
I rub my eyes
Remember nothing and thinking
Only of my plans
My plans

The world is spinning 'round and I'm on the top
And nothing in the world can ever make me stop

Indestructible
Indefensible
Reprehensible
10,000 years of unerasable acts
And permanent facts
And only I know
Who's responsible
Indefensible
Reprehensible
Me

Sensurround
When I was only a zygote
I still remember the time
When there was nothing to know or to think about
Except the sound of my mind
And the sound from outside

SenSurround
Down at the bottom
Sensible to ear and sternum
And the world first spoke to me in SenSurround

If mom had known she was expecting
She might have gone to see Jaws
Instead of picking a film where the sound effects
Came right up through the floor
And I'd be differently formed

SenSurround
Down at the bottom
Sensible to ear and sternum
And the world first spoke to me in SenSurround.

Accidently in a coal mine it was found
When they accidently dug too far down
And found the SenSurround

I still don't know who conceived it
Or where they got the idea,
But there it was in the aisle by the exit sign
A woofer covered in wood
to shake the room when it should

SenSurround
Down at the bottom
Sensible to ear and sternum
Made the fakeness realistic
When the action went ballistic
One degree shy of sadistic
And the world first spoke to me in SenSurround

If I could swim under the water
without having to breathe
If I could follow the trail to the ocean floor
I think I'd know what there'd be
Down there waiting for me

SenSurround
Down at the bottom
Sensible to ear and sternum
Made the fakeness realistic
When the action went ballistic
One degree shy of sadistic
And the world first spoke to me in SenSurround

Siftin
Siftin'
Siftin'
Siftin'
Siftin'

Siftin'
Siftin'
Siftin'
Siftin'

South Carolina
The other day my neighbor has a dented bike
Second day he called me from intensive care
Says he needs a picture of the dented bike
For the evidence of what a wreck he had

Accident
Accident

Lift that fork, eat that snail
Garcon summoned, have a new cocktail
Lift that fork, eat that snail
Garcon summoned, have a new cocktail

Crash my bicycle
Crash my bicycle
In a big South Carolina wreck
I crash my bicyle
Crash my bicycle
Crash my bicycle
In a big South Carolina wreck
I crash my bicyle

And I won some damages and they were punitive
By which I mean the punishment was damaging
It crushed my head
It crushed my head
Garcon, where's my drink?

Wreck!
Observe the front wheel spinning upside down
Wreck!
The red reflector fragments strewn around
Wreck!
The back wheel's 'O' is now a letter 'D'
Wreck!
I was an 'I' and now I am a 'V'

Lift that fork, eat that snail
Garcon summoned, have a new cocktail
Lift that fork, eat that snail
Garcon summoned, have a new cocktail

Crash my bicycle
Crash my bicycle
In a big South Carolina wreck
I crash my bicyle
Crash my bicycle
Crash my bicycle
In a big South Carolina wreck
I crash my bicyle

If I had to do it all again, buy* bicycle
If I had to do it, I would crash my bicycle
I'd crush my head
Collect the bread
Crash my bicycle

Move along folks
Push her back there, move along
Show's over, folks
Let him breathe, step lively
Move along folks
Push her back there, move along
Show's over, folks
Let him breathe, step lively

Fork (fork)
Snail (snail)
Garcon (garcon)
Cocktail (cocktail)
Fork (fork)
Snail (snail)
Garcon (garcon)
Cocktail (cocktail)

Move along folks
Push her back there, move along
Show's over, folks
Let him breathe, step lively
Move along folks
Push her back there, move along
Show's over, folks
Let him breathe, step lively

Move along folks
Push her back there, move along
Show's over, folks
Let him breathe, step lively
Move along folks
Push her back there, move along
Show's over, folks
Let him breathe, step lively

Move along folks
Push her back there, move along
Show's over, folks
Let him breathe, step lively
Move along folks
Push her back there, move along
Show's over, folks
Let him breathe, step lively

Move along folks
Push her back there, move along
Show's over, folks
Let him breathe, step lively
Move along folks
Push her back there, move along
Show's over, folks
Let him breathe, step lively

Stormy Pinkness
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 the need
Stormy pinkess
Set me thanklessly free

Summer Breeze
In a summer house out on Cape Cod
A number of years ago
My cousin Charles heard on the radio
On WEEI
The story of an automobile
That had driven from its garage
And killed a number of couples kissing
Down by the oceanside
Charles thought about the ocean's ways
Down the road just a mile
And as he turned off the radio
He saw with his own eyes
The very same door handle they spoke of
Hooked to that radio dial
And the summer breeze blew in the window
That hadn't been open before
So if you hear a radio
You had best beware
Be sure there's not a car around
'Cause the legend still remains

There's a car without a handle
And that car is still at large

There's a car without a handle
And that car is still at large

The Edison Museum
The Edison Museum, not open to the public
Its haunted towers rise into the clouds above
Folks drive in from out of town
To gaze in amazement when they see it

Just outside the gate I look into the courtyard
Underneath the gathering thunderstorm
Through the iron bars, I see the black maria
Revolving slowly in its platform
In the topmost tower, the lights burn dim
A coiling filament glowing within

The Edison Museum, once a bustling factory
Today is but a darkened cobweb covered hive of industry
The tallest, widest and most famous haunted mansion in New Jersey

Behind a wooden door, the voice of Thomas Alva
Recites a poem on a phonograph
Ghosts float up the stairs, like silent moving pictures
The loyal phantoms of his in house staff
A wondrous place it is, there can be no doubt
But no one ever goes in, and no one ever goes out

The Edison Museum, not open to the public
Its haunted towers rise into the clouds above it
The oldest, greatest and most famous haunted mansion in New Jersey

The Feel Good Sublet
It's the feel-good sublet of the summer
The leaseholder left their cigars in the drawer
This place will hold us for one whole summer
Don't use the stove, refrigerator, or door

Feel-good sublet of the summer
The leaseholder left their cigars in the drawer
Feel-good sublet of the summer
Don't use the stove, refrigerator, or door

Killer sublet
For the summer
Chessboard missing all of the pawns
Four flight up and
Find yourself knowing
Feel-good sublet forevermore

If you only sublet one apartment
Let it be this one

The King of Wingo
Long ago, in a bucket of mud
There was a newborn cell that was hungry for blood
It was conflicted by two contrary hearts
And it divided into constituent parts

Then they conflicted some more
Then the two became four
Then there were eight on the scene
And the little one screamed

I am the King of Wingo
The King of Wingo
Yes, I'm the King of Wingo
The King of Wingo
I am the King of Wingo
The King of Wingo
Yes, I'm the King of Wingo
The King of Wingo

I run the mud
I get the blood
I have the hearts
I am the parts
I run the mud

The Power of TMBG Dial a Song
My friends don't understand why
I spend my days by the phone
But my friends they don't understand
The power of They Might Be Giants Dial-a-Song

And your call is next!

The Writings on the Wall
Half the boy and nothing else
Put me in the driver's seat
I wanna make promises I can't keep
Half the boy and nothing else
You were once my sole desire
You could've built me up, but you made me lie to you
You never took me serious
And my heart betrayed my every word
Now love's not only for the curious
You said the writing's on the wall
Well, I should know 'cause I wrote it all

Half the boy and nothing else
Put me in that driver's seat
I wanna make promises I can't keep
Half the boy and nothing else
I wish that I could land in jail
I wish that you could set my bail for me
You always took me serious
And my heart conveyed my every word
Now love is only for the curious
I said the writing's on the wall
But you should know 'cause you wrote it all

Half the boy and nothing else
Put me in the driver's seat
I wanna make promises I can't keep

There's a New Song Every Hour
There's a new song every hour
On They Might Be Giants Dial-a-Song
So call back in an hour
After you hear this next song

And your call is next!

They Got Lost
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 Their name on the car radio
But the signal keeps fading out no matter which way They go.
I heard They Might Be somewhere in this town
They Might Be Giants got lost driving around

John said to John, I think we make a left at the light
There should be a big B, assuming this map is right
John looked over and said, Hey, no its not
It's a crumpled up wrapper from the fast food that we got
I heard They Might Be somewhere in this town
They Might Be Giants got lost driving around

Graham said to Brian, I see somebody walking this way.
So they rolled down the window and said, Hello, excuse me, hey
Could you tell us where we are and the best way out of here
They could tell from his face he had absolutely no idea
I heard They Might Be somewhere in this town
They Might Be Giants got lost driving around
Driving around
Driving around
They're still driving around

Unforgotten
Don't have to be
Your only one
Don't have to be
Something from now on
Don't have to be
What I want at all

Just have to be
Unforgotten

I know your new boyfriend
And you belong with him
The truth is my one regret
The truth is my one regret

Just have to be
Unforgotten
Just have to be
Unforgotten

Don't have to know
What I'm thinking now
Don't have to know
Better days than these
Don't have to know
Where I've been so long

Just have to be
Unforgotten

I know you're leaving now
If I had figured out

Just how to be
Unforgotten
Just how to be
Unforgotten

We Just Go Nuts at Christmastime
Up the driveway, down the walk
Oh, Janet's hair is like her mom's
Who's got her own, but acts like something's
Different from the eyebrows up

Seems like only yesterday
Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E
I love you both and Yuletide is pure
H-E-double-L for me

And we just go nuts at Christmastime
That's when everything falls apart
We just go nuts at Christmastime
But it's another year before we're together again

Hi, this is John of They Might Be Giants
As you're driving down the highway at 100 miles an hour with your head wagging out the window,
We urge you, please, put down the phone

We just go nuts at Christmastime
That's when everything falls apart
We just go nuts at Christmastime
But it's another year before we're together

Again

We Love All the People
We love all the people
And we love to rock the house
No one knows we're coming
So no one's coming out

To this particular rock club
Have we played this club before?
Y'see I can't remember
If we've played this club before

Put your hands together
Get on your knees and pray
Next time we come around here
We won't be back this way

Or to this particular rock club
Is that really the P.A.
Or just somebody's radio
Left in the corner of the room?

Welcome to the Jungle
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
In the Jungle
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

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
In the Jungle
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

We've Got a World That Swings
Up at dawn and
Sleepy and yawning
Still the taste of wine
Then I remember you're mine and
I've got that a world that's fine

What's before me
Routines that bore me
Punch the clock at 8
But what a lucky guy I am
I've got a world that's great

Atom bombs
Cape Canaveral and false alarms
Half the universe is up in arms
So I flip a little do until I'm holding you

What's the hassle
I'll buy the castle
We can live like kings
If we're together forever
I've got a world that
You've got a world that
We've got a world that swings

I'd like to take you on this wild, wonderful venture
Fly like a kite through space
No strings
I don't want to lose that bell that rings
I've got a world that
You've got a world that
We've got a world that swings

(We've got a world that swings)
We've got a world that swings
(We've got a world that swings)
We've got a world that swings
(We've got a world that swings)
We've got a world that swings

When Tornados Take Over the World
When tornados take over the world
There'll be no time for fretting
No fussing and complaining anymore
When tornados take over the world
You won't have your folks
To blame for all the stuff that's your fault

Your friends will be swirling
Right above your disembodied head

When tornados take over the world
All the things in the fridge
That fell on the floor will disappear
And all of your neighbors
Will be waving their flashlights at your house

Your friends will be swirling
Right above your disembodied head

When tornados take over the world

Whirlpool
There was a swirling mass of water that lived in a quiet pond
It asked permission from its master to visit the lands beyond
And its master allowed it to fly
So the wind swept the whirlpool across the sky

Whirlpool
Whirlpool

There was a swirling mass of water that lived in a quiet pond
It asked permission from its master to visit the lands beyond
And its master allowed it to fly
So the wind swept the whirlpool across the sky
And it had the idea to fly
So the wind swept the whirlpool across the sky

Whirlpool
Whirlpool
Whirlpool

Will You Love Me in December As You Do in May
Now, in the summer of life, sweetheart
You say you love but me
Gladly I give all my heart to you
Throbbing with ecstasy
But last night I saw, while a-dreaming
, The future old and gray,
And I wondered if you'll love me then, dear
Just as you do today?

Will you love me in December as you do in May?
Will you love me in the good old-fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?

You say the glow on my cheek, sweetheart
Is like the rose so sweet
But when the bloom of fair youth has flown
Then will our lips still meet?
When life's setting sun fades away, dear,
And all is said and done,
Will you arms still entwine and caress me?
Will our hearts beat as one?

Will you love me in December as you do in May?
Will you love me in the good old-fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?