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Listen Athens Giants - Exo to nou mou


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I'm Sick (Of This American Life) (They Might Be Giants)



Screw kid I got nothing to say
Quit bugging me, go away
High time you realized
I didn't come here to socialize

I'm sick, sick of this american life
And I've learned the value of human sacrifice

I like staring at two glass eyes
Keep them stuffed, museum style
Got alarms set all around
In case they move around

I'm sick, sick of this american life
And I've learned the value of human sacrifice

Swing Is A Word (They Might Be Giants)

Who can snap my fingers?
Nobody can, nobody can
Where's my cat's pajamas?
In the can, the big trash can

Swing is a word
Six feet down
Swing is a word
Six feet down
Swing is a word
Six feet down
Swing is a word
Six feet down

3-8-7-6-9-6-2-night*

Swing is a word (3-8-7)
6-9-6-2
Swing is a word (3-8-7)
6-9-6-2
Swing is a word (3-8-7)
6-9-6-2
Swing is a word (Swing is a word)
Six feet down

Rat Patrol (They Might Be Giants)



Moths beat on the windowpane
Telling me I'm not the same
Sounds of nothing, sounds of fear
Speak to me when no one's near

I'm on Rat Patrol
I'm on Rat Patrol

Well, those disappear inside
Floorboards creak and footsteps heard
Headlights turn into the drive
Then disappear into the night

I'm on Rat Patrol
I'm on Rat Patrol

Stalk Of Wheat (They Might Be Giants)


I went for a walk on a stalk, on a stalk of wheat
And it felt like a trillion feet
I was looking for a friend at the end, at the end of the line
And it took me till the end of time

I was all out of luck like a duck, like a duck that died
I was all out of juice like a moose, like a moose denied
I was all out of money like a bunny that's broke
I was all out of work like a jerk who's a joke
And I was out of ideas, like I is, like I is,
Like I is, like I is, I was out of ideas...of ideas

I once had a dream of a gleam, of a gleam in my eye
And I'll have it till the day I die
I had a thought bubble of trouble, of trouble and strife
And I'll have it for the rest of my life

I was all out of luck like a duck, like a duck that died
I was all out of juice like a moose, like a moose denied
I was all out of money like a bunny that's broke
I was all out of work like a jerk who's a joke
And I was out of ideas like I is, like I is,
Like I is, like I is, I was out of ideas...of ideas...of ideas...of ideas

Spines (They Might Be Giants)


Spines
Gonna make you cry
Gonna make you crawl
Gonna make you fall in love again

Spines
Gonna make you beg
Gonna make you plead
Gonna make you fall in love with spines

The Day (They Might Be Giants)

The day Marvin**e and Phil Ochs got married
The trees all waved their giant arms
And happiness bled from every streetcorner
And biplanes bombed with fluffy pillows

The day Marvin**e and Phil Ochs got married
The trees all waved their giant arms
And happiness bled from every streetcorner
And biplanes bombed with fluffy pillows

Lemon Water (Guttermouth)

(chorus) What in the hell is wrong with people
The deranged should be caged
What is wrong with people
It must be them can’t you see
That it couldn’t be me
Where their road ends
That’s where mine begins

There’s a giant hole in my heart
But all I have to do
Is fill it up with alcohol
It closes all the holes
It hides all my boredom
And subdues my restlessness
It enhances my personality
But makes me order 3 orders of buffalo wings
When I would normally have just one
It forces me to bob my head to songs that I really really hate
And it makes me want to strike someone at the bar
Who orders 2 waters with lemon
And once again I find myself bobbing my head to a mediocre song
When I notice 2 marginally attractive girls parking it next to me at the bar
Sipping spring water with a twist of lemon

(chorus)

and I’m ready to puke when a small child sits next to me at the bar
but that’s ok because to me other people’s kids are fine
so it’s no surprise that it’s parents are ordering water with lemon
and a root beer for the child
do you ever find yourself striving for perfection
with a virtually worthless attempt at it
and is that why I find myself eavesdropping constantly
sports bars are the best places to meet people you hate
not that I’ve actually met anyone
it’s just a matter of listening to their conversations and assuming that you hate them
when of coarse that probably isn’t true
because I can get along with anyone if I absolutely have to

(chorus)

oh here we go a couple a few tables down just ordered lunch
the guy wearing a basketball tank top is having a veggie burger with fruit instead of fries
and his husky date is just having a salad…it must be their first date
and what goes better with rabbit food than ice water with a slice of lemon
sometimes I think if I could be anyone in the whole world I would be a magician
no than I would hate myself more than I already do
but at least then I could make all of these people in the bar be more like me
or even make them befriend me but then again I could become one of them
and only then would I understand the befits
of putting a slice of lemon in ordinary drinking water

(chorus)

Namination (Axis Of Advance)

The men in the bird want to play war

They have zoned us north and south
By day they roam in hunting packs
Invincible green giants strong?
At night we cut them to pieces
They just run away, screaming

Wretched death to all invaders
Primitive instinct supreme
Their filthy lies mean nothing here

They are our playthings, on and on
Suppression and domination
Oppress for local control

Conflict of radical arms
Inner opposing forces
Combined with a massive assault
The ultimate alarm
Execute, no mercy

They will suffer at land, sea and in the air
They die

At home, they pray for it to soon be over

Hail Tet!

Them men in the birds fall from the skies

Disgraced, they leave our ravaged land
We will make their pain last
We will never surrender, never retreat
We dare them to come back

Wretched death to all invaders
Primitive instinct supreme
Their filthy lies mean nothing here

They are our playthings, on and on
Suppression and domination
Oppress for local control

Conflict of radical arms
Inner opposing forces
Combined with a massive assault
The ultimate alarm
Execute, no mercy

Spider (They Might Be Giants)

Ladies and gentlemen
Ladies and gentlemen

Spider
He is our hero
Spider
Get rid of
Spider
Step on spider
Spider
We love you spider

I promise not to kill you
Spider

Spider
We love you spider
Spider
Get rid of
Spider
Must stop
Spider
He is our hero

Theme From Flood (They Might Be Giants)

Why is the world in love again?
Why are we marching hand in hand?
Why are the ocean levels rising up?
It's brand new record for 1990.
They Might be Giants' brand new album:
Flood


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