Steam Powered Giraffe - Malfunction lyrics

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Steam Powered Giraffe - Malfunction lyrics

Who am I? What am I? What's inside? That's causing this Malfunction Mislabeled, unable, to repair this Mal- Functioning just fine, I'm alive At this junction of dysfunction, we arrive What's your Malfunction? Don't be scared, It don't matter how you wear your hair What's your Malfunction? Find its mirth, perfect's a bore for what it's worth Gold, silver, copper, bronze The dullest metal can still be strong Well we might have our share of ticks But honey that's how we get our kicks Mah-ah-ah-ah-ahl function away Mah-ah-ah-ah-ahl function away Malfunction! Malfunction! Malfunction! My function's desire Climb higher than a spider on the wire You function in mirth But that sector might need rebirth I'm about to pick you up Get you back up on your feet You don't need to worry love Even if we're incomplete Come on baby open up Pull out the wires and trim the fluff Be yourself sounds so cliche But hey let's do it anyway We're functioning just fine, we're alive At this junction of dysfunction we arrive What's your Malfunction? Don't be scared, it don't matter how you wear your hair What's your Malfunction? Bring it forth perfect's a bore for what it's worth Curvy, skinny, or bizarre The best shape is who you are Raise your hand if you're not from a mold (yeah me) Varied strings are worth more than gold Mah-ah-ah-ah-ahl function away Mah-ah-ah-ah-ahl function away Malfunction! Malfunction! Malfunction! Feel the fires as they tickle your face Watch and learn as they make you feel disgrace Ones and zeroes left over, left out to haunt Comb them in and let them want I want more from this stupid life Do you want more from this stupid life? (oh yeah) Ones and zeroes, ones and zeroes, ones and zeroes Add them up, take them up, show them I'm functioning just fine I'm alive At my junction of dysfunction we arrive What's their Malfunction? It's a start; Can we teach them not to fall apart? Their Malfunction isn't us, it's all the clamor and the fuss When I say that I love you, dammit Janet, take it as truth Everything's a little broken To be pristine well you must be jokin' Mah-ah-ah-ah-ahl-function away Mah-ah-ah-ah-ahl-function away