Talking Heads - Making flippy floppy - 2005 remastered version lyrics

Everybody, get in line Nothing can come between us Nothing gets you down Nothing strikes your fancy Nothing turns you on Somebody is waiting in the hallway Somebody is falling down the stairs Set someone free, break someone's heart Stand up, help us out Everything is divided Nothing is complete Everything looks impressive And do not be deceived You don't have to wait for more instructions No one makes a monkey out of me We lie on our backs, feet in the air Rest and relaxation, rocket to my brain Snap into position Bounce till you ache You step out of line and And you end up in jail Bring me a doctor I have a hole in my head But they are just people And I'm not afraid Doctor, doctor We have nothing in our pockets We continue But we have nothing left to offer Faces pressed against the window Hey, they are just my friends Check this out, don't be so slick Break our backs, it goes like this We are born without eyesight We are born without sin And our mama protects us From the cold and the rain We're in no hurry Sugar and spice We sing in the darkness And we open our eyes, open up Oh, I can't believe it When people are strange Our president's crazy Did you hear what he said? Business to pleasure Lie right to your face Divide it in sections And then give it away Well there are no big secrets And don't believe what you read We have great big bodies We got great big heads Run, run, run, run it all together Check it out, still don't make no sense Makin' flippy floppy, tryin' to do my best Lock the door, we k** the beast, k** it