Testi:
They Might Be Giants Flood

and you won't (And) see my head in (And) the window (And) and I won't (And) be around (And) ever anymore (And) and I'll be up there on the wall at the

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 A floating

I lost my lucky ball & chain Now she's four years gone Just five feet tall and sick of me And all my rattling on She threw away her baby-doll I held

Constantinople So if you've a date in Constantinople She'll be waiting in Istanbul Even old New York was once New Amsterdam Why they changed it I can

We're in a road movie to Berlin Can't drive out the way we drove in So sneak out this glass of bourbon And we'll go We were once so close to heaven

they say "Is this Horrible? Is this Horrible? It's the ugliness men, Mr. Horrible We're just trying to bug you We thought that our dreadfulness Might

they are They might be giants (boy) They might be giants (boy) They might be giants (boy) They might be giants (boy) They might be giants (boy) They might be giants

do What you know how to do well And that's be you, Be what you're like, Be like yourself, And so I'm having a wonderful time But I'd rather be whistling

feel like a hypocrite talking to you And your racist friend It was the loveliest party that I've ever attended If anything was broken I'm sure it could be