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They Might Be Giants
dark and metric
No taxi could take you,
No trains rolling by,
No bicycle shop,
No planes in the sky.
Planes in the sky.
Not a night spent in jail,
Parrot on my arm,
Not a man of the world,
No patch on my eye.
Patch on my eye.
Dark and metric is my town,
Every day and night.
Just because you're floating
Doesn't mean you haven't drowned...
No spoiler, no windscoop,
No mag wheels in back,
No hydraulic shocks,
No privacy glass.
Privacy glass.
Dark and metric is my town,
North, east, west, and south.
Just because you're smiling
Doesn't mean you haven't drowned.
- :
- Dial-A-Song Direct
- Phone Power
- Hate The Villanelle
- Glean
- A Dial-A-Song Radio Network Sampler
- Why?
- First Album Live
- Idlewild: A Compilation
- Nanobots
- Join Us
- Album Raises New And Troubling Questions
- Miscellaneous
- They Might Be Giants
- Here Comes Science
- The Spine
- Then
- Factory Showroom
- John Henry
- Guitar Ep
- Misc T