John Flansburgh - They Might Be Giants lyrics

Hang on...hang on tight... They might be giants (Boy) They might be giants They might be rain They might be heat They might be frying up a stalk of wheat They might be giants (Boy) They might be giants They might be brain They might be washed They might be Dr. Spock's back-up band ...To make the merry-go-round go faster So that everyone needs to hang on tighter Just to keep from being thrown to the wolves... Tabloid footprints in your hair Tabloid footprints everywhere We can't be silent 'Cause they might be giants And what are we going to do unless they are They might be giants (Boy) They might be giants They might be bald They might be snow They might be something else in the snow Hang on tight... They might be giants (Boy) They might be giants They might be fake They might be lies They might be big, big, fake, fake lies Tabloid footprints in your hair Tabloid footprints everywhere We can't be silent 'Cause they might be giants And what are we going to do unless 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... (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... (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... (Boy)