LYRICS to "The Power of They Might Be Giants Dial-A-Song"
The Unreleased Section,
and "Ondine" and "Don't Make Me Kill You Again"
Version 2.0 Aug. 2, 1994
Here are the lyrics to part one of that wonderful tape compiled by
Mark and Brett, based on repeated listenings by Jeffrey Chen, Lisa Devlin,
and James Chen. "Ondine" and "Don't Make Me Kill You Again" have been
included as well, because they are not on _John_Henry_. The lyrics have
been written down with 92% certainty, though lingering doubts always remain.
Passages of less certainty are footnoted.
If you have corrections or other input, please mail to
[email protected] by November of 1994. Thank you for your interest and
curiosity.
All songs presumed to be written by John Flansburgh and John Linnell,
unless otherwise indicated.
NOW THAT I HAVE EVERYTHING
The mirror on the wall
Won't talk to me at all
Now that I have everything
The place inside the frame
Just doesn't look the same
Now that I have everything
I wasn't always so fortunate
But I knew what I had to do
To be well-to-do
And it had to do
With the things I had to do
And I don't want anything
I don't want anything
Now that I have everything
I can't tell things apart
I don't know where they start
Now that everything don't remind me of yesterday
Put down that sofa, no, please don't say
All the things I think I know that you're about to say
"Everything is everything," is what you're just about to say
There was a program, sort of an inquiry
As to what would be
Just the thing for me
If it came to be
I would have to wait and see
And I don't want anything
I don't want anything
Now that I have everything
I can't tell things apart
I don't know where they start
Now that I have everything
And the mirror on the wall
Won't talk to me at all
Now that I have everything
The place inside the frame
Just doesn't look the same
Now that everything don't remind me of yesterday
Now that everything don't remind me of yesterday
GETTING SENTIMENTAL OVER YOU
Never thought I'd fall
But now I hear the call
I'm getting sentimental over you
Things you say and do
Just thrill me through and through
I'm getting sentimental over you
Once I wondered why
I'd sit at home and sigh
I'm getting sentimental over you
Words cannot describe
This poetry inside
I'm getting sentimental over you
I thought I was happy, I could live with myself
Now I see there's nothing more that I'm thinking of
Won't you please be kind
And just make up your mind
That you'll be sweet and gentle
Be gentle with me
'Cause I'm getting sentimental over you
(Repeat last two verses)
HOW MUCH CAKE CAN YOU EAT?
The shining spoons of this town
All point in your direction
Can you keep a secret?
We can trust you, we can throw you
Are you sitting on your feet?
How much cake can you eat?
Are you sitting on your feet?
How much cake can you eat?
Are you sitting on your feet?
How much cake can you eat?
Are you sitting on your feet?
How much cake can you eat?
SWING IS A WORD (SIX FEET DOWN)
Who can nab my finger?
Nobody can, nobody can
Where's my catfish drama(1)?
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
(1) "catfish drama": we can't make this out to be anything else, silly as it
sounds
CUPID
I'm taking down Cupid 'cause I'm feeling so mad
Why I'd break his leg
I'd kill myself if I was somebody else
I'm feeling so beside myself
To paging Mr. Right
Puh-leaze to move your van(1)
She thinks of him especially
I think he's kicking sand
In my face, just like in that ad
And I had to walk away feeling mad
To paging Mr. Right
Puh-leaze to move your van(1)
So I'm taking down Cupid 'cause I'm feeling so mad
I'd break his leg
I'd kill myself if I was somebody else
I'm feeling so beside myself
No, I'm taking down Cupid 'cause I'm feeling so mad
Why I'd break his leg
I'd kill myself if I was somebody else
I'm feeling so beside myself
I'd
(1) "To Paging Mr. Right / Puh-leaze to move your van": This mysterious
couplet makes little sense written this way. Some have suggested simply
that the line is "Paging Mr. Right," though a "too" (or "tooth") sound
can be heard preceeding it. The second line is most accepted to be
"Please to move your van," with "please" said as "puh-leaze." Other
suggestions are "Please do move your van," "Police have moved your van,"
and "Believed to move your van."
COUTERFEIT FAKE
Hey, hey, counterfeit fake
History wants you, they made a mistake
Hey, hey, counterfeit fake
History wants you, they made a mistake
(Repeat the verse)
I FIND IT HARD TO BELIEVE
I find it hard to believe
I find it hard to believe
That I'm embarassed at me
For being upset
Over acting so contemptuously
I find it hard to believe
Acting so contemptuously
I find it hard to believe
Acting so contemptuously
That I'm embarassed at me
Acting so contemptuously
That I'm embarassed at me
For being upset
Over acting so contemptuously
Acting so contemptuously
Acting so contemptuously
Acting so contemptuously
On me
I find it hard to believe
I NEED SOME LOVIN' (by Jem and the Holograms; sung by Jem and the Holograms)
I need some lovin'
Some turtle-dovin'
To dry the ocean
Of tears running down my spine
I need some kissing
But I know you're lis'ning
To all the radios
That tune in to read my mind
They say
Loose lips
Fat cheeks
White teeth
Big hair
Brass bed
With a sign that reads
Nobody rides for free(1)
I need a honey
To spend my money
To call my phone machine
And hang me up at night
(Repeat first verse)
(1) The words in this verse aren't too clear; I'd say our certainty here
was more like about 80%. Specifically, "Fat cheeks" is very unclear,
and "Big hair" actually sounds a lot like "Big head."
CONFUSING THE MIND
Yes, you can scare a person by confusing his mind
Let's start one step at a time
Yes, you can scare a person by confusing his mind
Always remember, there are two diseases in any business
Well, jeepers, we've got two or three children
Well, jeepers, we've got two or three children
There's no need for confusing the mind
Or... or-or filling up the mind with those little things that-that(1)...
(1) The dashed words in this line, such as "that-that" represent stutters;
in the case of "that-that," it could perhaps be something else that
finishes the line and doesn't just leave it hanging
DON'T I HAVE THE RIGHT TO BE LOVED?
You sure weren't rich, didn't drive through the city
Never whispered sweet nothings, never dressed up too pretty
I guess you weren't perfect, just perfect for me
But you left me, now I'm destroyed
You cheated at cards, and lied when you hung out
In bars making time with those men you called old pals
I cried when you left me, now I'm wondering when
You'll make it all up to me
Don't I have the right to be over you yet?
I try to remember to try to forget
When it's past three a.m.
I would still let you in
'Cause I can't go on dreaming alone
Don't I have the right to be over this fling?
You once said you loved me, we talked about rings
I would try someone new
If that someone would love me the way you did
Don't I have the right to be loved?
To be loved?
To be loved?
HI, HONEY, I'M HOME
Hi, honey, I'm home
Hi, honey, I'm home
How was your day?
How was your day?
Hi, honey, I'm home
(Repeat the verse)
WEEP DAY (titled on the tape as "Tropical Island," aka "A Wonderful Song")
I never went to the tropical island
Though everybody said they saw me there
And it wasn't me who punched the hole in
At the West German protest march
Simultaneous events don't happen
We are isolated temporally
And the part is never called the whole thing
Though it bothers us to know it's so
Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man
Yes, it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man
I didn't write the words you hear me saying
I didn't sing the line before this one
You are not the one I was addressing
That was until return to Africa
(phonetically) Wear-in-not-to-cont-to-lef-for-million(1)
Who is now a Buddhist in a cave
Who is pitching for the Oakland Raiders
Striking out the batter she became
Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
And it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man
Yes, it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man
Yes, it's samba time for Tambo and Weep Day for Urine Man
(1) If you can figure this line out, we'd be grateful
WE JUST GO NUTS AT CHRISTMASTIME
Up the driveway, down the walk
Oh, Janet's hair is like a mop
Who's got her own, but acts like something's
Different from the eyebrows up
Seems like only yesterday
Our D-I-V-O-R-C-E
I love you both and Yuletide is pure
H-E-double-L for me
And we just go nuts at Christmastime
That's when everything falls apart
We just go nuts at Christmastime
But it's another year before we're together again
We just go nuts at Christmastime
That's when everything falls apart
We just go nuts at Christmastime
But it's another year before we're together again
MRS. CINDERELLA
Mrs. Cinderella
Please don't pound on my chest
I can not see you now
I can not have seen you before
When it turns twelve o'clock
I'll be back by myself
And you'll be back in his arms
As Mrs. Somebody-Else
Mrs. Cinderella
Please don't knock down my door
You've been around the world
And I've been around my block
When I hear you say
I hear somebody talking
And when I hear you talking
I hear somebody say
MAINSTREAM, U.S.A.
Can I have this last dance, my darling?
Can I have this last dance with you?
I wanna dance the whole night tonight
And can I have this last dance, my darling?
Can I have this last dance with you?
Then the words that he told to the fellow next door
Mainstream, U.S.A.
I flipped that guy the bird
Mainstream, U.S.A.
Is all I wanna say
Mainstream, U.S.A.
I flipped that guy the bird
Mainstream, U.S.A.
Is all I wanna say
We are the world (accompanied with babble)
We are (with babble going along)
We are the world (with more babble)(1)
Mainstream, U.S.A.
I flipped that guy the bird
Mainstream, U.S.A.
Is all I wanna say
(1) This whole verse sounds like on-the-spot babble. From what we could make
out, it sounds like one person is screaming "We are the world" and the
other is screaming "Back in our world." In the middle line, one's
saying "We are," and the other's saying "I are the you" or SOMETHING.
We don't know for sure what they're saying, but we also figure that it's
probably irrelevant to the song anyway, sounding as spontaneous as it
does.
BRAINWASHIN' OUR FIGHTING BOYS
Somebody's been
Brainwashin' our fighting boys
Somebody's been
Deprogramming them so they won't fight anymore
They're searching for the missing chimp
But they won't find him
The missing chimp is sewing gimp with me
He won't fight because
Somebody's been
Brainwashin' our fighting boys
Somebody's been
Deprogramming them so they won't fight anymore
Uh-They're safe and sound
Uh-With its arms akimbo
Uh-Little legs are danglin'
In the pond, its big toe
Brainwashin' our fighting boys
Somebody's been
Deprogramming them so they won't fight anymore
They've been forced to live
In a land of love
Forced to live
In a land of love
CONCRETE AND CLAY (by the Unit 4+2)
You, to me
Are sweet as roses in the morning
You, to me
Are soft as summer in that dawning(1) love we share
That something rare
(CHORUS)
The sidewalks and the street
The concrete and the clay beneath my feet
Begin to crumble
But love will never die, you know
We'll see the mountains crumble
Before we say goodbye, my love
And I will be
In love eternally
That's the way
That's the way love was meant to be
All around
I see the purple shades of evening
On the ground
The shadow's fallen once again, you're in my arms
So tenderly
(Repeat CHORUS, instrumental, then repeat CHORUS again)
That's the way
That's the way love was meant to be
(1) "soft as summer in that dawning": a lesser degree of certainty here;
anyone ever heard the original?
NEXT PLANE TO LONDON (by Rose Garden)
(CHORUS)
I'm on the next plane to London
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to London and I'm missing her
That baby of mine
Told her I was gonna be a star
But to do it I would have to go far away
But I'll come back someday
And take her away
(repeat CHORUS)
Said that over here I was "in"
Down in Hollywood I couldn't find a friend
Who would help me get in
Or listen to me
(repeat CHORUS)
Maybe over there I'll get a start(1)
Only hope by leaving I don't break her heart
The more important part
Than any record on the chart
Next plane to London
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to London and I'm missing her
That baby of mine
Next plane to London
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to London and I'm missing her
Whoa-whoa
(1) "get a start": he sings it like "get star," but we think this is what
he's trying to say. Anyone ever heard the original?
GET AWAY
Get away
Get away
The token back to Brooklyn fell between the grating
And we're just watching it sinking
The fare went up to one hundred dollars
And we can never go home again
The fare collector's drinking lighter fluid
And claimed she killed our parents
Our feet start running at a furious pace
But we can't get away
BREAD HAIR
I'm a wigged-out daddy with bread on top
I dig an easy-bake granny with a whiskey mop
If you love me, you needn't the whole wheat crop
'Cause they had a useless battle and'll never stop
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
You're drivin' all the hope away
I'm a pumpernickel-do for you, dough you do
Use a yarmulka of hallah bread if you're a Jew
I belong to cayope, I be the wheat for you
Yeast to now bake an hour, it's annoying shampoo
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Drivin' all the hope away
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy
You're drivin' all the hope away
That's a gone rug, buddy(1)
(1) This whole song, not counting the obvious chorus, is hard to hear.
Therefore, I give the certainty here about 70%. Within the two main
verses, specific doubts include: the fourth line of the first verse;
the first line of the second verse; "cayope," (pronounced ki-YOPE), is
a word I just made up to fit the sound, because we don't know what he's
saying here; and the rest of that whole second verse as well. Apparently,
the "Jewish" line is the only one in the second verse that we're all sure
of!
WE LOVE ALL THE PEOPLE
We love all the people
We love to rock the house
No one knows we're coming
So no one's coming out
To this particular rock club
Have we played this club before?
Y'see I can't remember
If we've played this club before
Put your hands together
Get on your knees and pray
Next time we come around here
We won't be back this way
Or to this particular rock club
Is that really the P.A.
Or just somebody's radio
Left in the corner of the room?
HIYA
Hiya, hiya, hiya, hi
Don't be so jaded
I'm quite sincere
Though we may differ
You'll be right here
Top of the heap
Kings of all we survey
The last thing's a clinker
Who says it's not?
Just try your best
It's all that we've got
It's all that we've got
It's all that we've got
Hiya
Hiya, hi
(repeat and fade)
THE WRITING'S ON THE WALL
Half the boy(1) and nothing else
Put me in the driver's seat
I wanna make promises I can't keep
Half the boy(1) and nothing else
You were once my sole desire
You could've built me up, but you made me lie to you
You never took me serious
And my heart betrayed my every word
Now love's not only for the curious
You said the writing's on the wall
Well, I should know 'cause I wrote it all
Half the boy(1) and nothing else
Put me in that driver's seat
I wanna make promises I can't keep
Half the boy(1) and nothing else
I wish that I could lend and share
I wish that you could set my bail for me
You always took me serious
And my heart conveyed my every word
Now love is only for the curious
I said the writing's on the wall
But you should know 'cause you wrote it all
Half the boy(1) and nothing else
Put me in the driver's seat
I wanna make promises I can't keep
(1) "Half the boy": This is what the line sounds most like, although it is
probably really either "Half a boy" or "Have the boy"
THE KING OF WINGO
Long ago, in a bucket of mud
There was a newborn cell that was hungry for blood
It was conflicted by two contrary hearts
And it divided into constituent parts
Then they conflicted some more
Then the two became four
Then there were eight on the scene
And the little one screamed
"I am the King of Wingo
The King of Wingo
Yes, I'm the King of Wingo
The King of Wingo
I am the King of Wingo
The King of Wingo
Yes, I'm the King of Wingo
The King of Wingo
I run the mud
I get the blood
I have the hearts
I am the blood(1)
I run the mud"
(1) "blood": We believe the right word here should be "parts," even though
it sounds like "blood." If you'll notice, that would make the last
words of each line of the last verse match with the last words of each
line of the first verse. Maybe they got mixed up... then again, maybe
it's just supposed to be "blood."
OPERATORS ARE STANDING BY
Operators are standing by
Smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee
Bounce their shoes at the end of their feet
And wish they could go home
Operators are standing by
Poking holes in the ceiling tiles
Making jokes about their old boyfriends
Operators are standing by
Talking about their portrayal
On T.V. when an actress sits
With a headset in outer space
That's enough talking, ladies
Operators are standing by
Smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee
Pass round the picture of a Mobius Strip
And wish they could go home
And wish they could go home
MAINE
Relaxing on its hands and knees, relaxing on its face
Reclining in the bear-trap of its tender warm embrace
Glazed with coniferous green
Glazed with excitement and dread
Exhausted from over-sleep
Awake but still in bed
The shaving razor's rusty but the sting brings you exactly back to
Maine! was the world that moved south
Maine! was the punch in the mouth(1)
Maine! at the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart
Maine! is the devil you know
Maine! is the heaven below
Maine! at the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart
I love you anyway
I promise there's no other state
But only if you stay away
And leave my family out of this(2)
And give me back my evil heart so I can see you as you are in
Maine! was the world that moved south
Maine! was the punch in the mouth(1)
Maine! at the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart
Maine! is the poison you love
Maine! is the hell from above
Maine! at the top of the chart
Has crushed my evil heart
(1) "Maine! was the world that moved south / Maine! was the punch in the
mouth": We're actually pretty sure of these lines. The reason that
they're footnoted here is merely because of specific doubts that bring
down our certainty level, specifially: though we're quite satisfied
with "world that moved south," the line is sung quite unclearly; and
"the punch" could be "a punch"... it's a little hard to tell, but that's
getting nitpicky anyway. Either way works.
(2) "But only if you stay away / And leave my family out of this": This line
might possibly be something else. "stay away / And" could be "stay
awake / And" or "staaaay / we can..." And "out of this" could be "out of
it," "out of here," or even "out of me."
I MIGHT BE GIANTS, TOO
They might be giants
This world might go too far
I should be saving those tears
I need to know, so won't you care, do you?(1) (They might be giants)
This world might go too far
I should be saving those tears
I need to know, so won't you care, do you?(1) (They might be giants)
This world might go too far
I should be saving those tears
I need to know, so won't you care, do you?(1) (They might be giants)
I might be giants, too
(1) "I should be saving those tears / I need to know, so won't you care, do
you?": These two lines are quite questionable. It sounds like "saving
those tears" in the first and third verse, but not in the second. Maybe
they sang something different there, but we are under the impression
that it's just one verse sung three times. Also, the following line,
"I need to know (etc.)," sounds really weird, and this is our best shot
at it, especially since "so won't" really sounds like "sont," and "do
you" sounds more like "deeyou" or "reeyou."
ONDINE
Ondine, you won
All she left behind was an unloaded gun
And my face is blushing
From all the things she's done
You couldn't miss that girl
'Cause here she comes
Ondine, back up
Up over my body with your pick-up truck
And finish what you started
'Cause I'm done
I searched the whole world over
To find these words
Ondine, Ondine
Ondine was here
I couldn't even take away a souvenir
Of what's left of this singer(1)
She used to call me that
I searched the whole world over
To find these words
Ondine, Ondine
(1) "this singer": this is what it sounds like, though it might be different
DON'T MAKE ME KILL YOU AGAIN
Why'd you have to go
And wreck it apart?
Been waiting such a long time now
For the good times to start
What'cha tryin' to prove (Don't make me kill you again)
By acting so tough? (Don't make me kill you again)
Figure out a way to say "baby" (Ah-ah)
And dust yourself off (Don't make me kill you again)
What'cha tryin' to do by rattling my cage?
Did you take some bad pill sometime to make you be this way?
What'cha tryin' to prove (Don't make me kill you again)
By acting so tough? (Don't make me kill you again)
Figure out a way to say "baby" (Ah-ah)
And dust yourself off (Don't make me kill you again)
Why'd you have to go (Don't make me kill you again)
And wreck it apart? (Don't make me kill you again)
Been waiting such a long time now (Don't make me kill you again)
For the good times to start (Don't make me kill you again)
For the good times to start (Don't make me kill you again)
For the good times to start (Don't make me kill you again)
For the good times to start (Don't make me kill you again)
Special thanks to Clare Waterson, Mark Weinfeld, Jenny Smith, Eric2026, Kevin
P. Hogan, David M. Aronchick, and Bill Krauss for all the help, suggestions,
and clarifications.
And, also, thanks to John and John for making the service available!