Тексты песен «They Might Be Giants»

A shooting star is not a star It's not a star at all A shooting star's a meteor That's heading for a fall A shooting star is not a star Why does it shine so bright? The friction as it falls through air Produces heat...

There's a knock at the door that I adore There's a face in the window, a smiling yellow face There's a knock at the door And if I were at home they'd find me there There's a note on the door that I would see And the...

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...

Marmalade's from Scotland Rugs from Pakistan Mexico has jumping beans And cars are from Japan Clowns are from the circus Barking comes from dogs Eggs come from a chicken And log cabins come from logs But where, where...

Where your eyes don7t 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...

Which describes how you're feeling all the time Which describes how you're feeling all the feeling all the time There's this guy in the sky and he makes you want to want to make you sigh, like the time when you felt...

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...

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...

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...

All right Back in ancient times You know that things then weren't that easy So many different tribes So many different ways of writing So, who put the alphabet in alphabetical order? I wonder Who put the alphabet in...

The sun is a miasma of incandescent plasma The sun's not simply made out of gas, no, no, no The sun is a quagmire, it's not made of fire Forget what you've been told in the past (Plasma) Electrons are free (Plasma) A...

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...

(Originally from the album "Space Songs") 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...

The sun is 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...

The sun is 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...

No More Mister Nice Guy I Love the Dead I've been thinking about it Now I understand what he said Ask me now to understand the words that Alice said I kick the rocks beneath me I squint at the sun Sad Sad Sad Sad Why...

The pro is here to lead the way, to save the day (Wicked little critta) He clips the puck from Bobby Orr, he shoots, he scores (Wicked little critta) As he proceeds to torch the place As he proceeds to scorch the place...

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...

Look at all the people in the window I'm checking out the people in the window I was uncomfortable Now I'm unfomfortable The trouble I encountered when I thought it was, it was a window It was a catalog of many women,...

Like a ghost writer's ending She will send you down She's in love With her broken heart She's in love With the dark She's in love With her broken heart She's in love with the dark I'm getting tired of all my...