Lyrics:First Album Medley

JL: Here we go, unrehearsed, first song of the first album. Uh, one two three.

JL: Everything right is wrong again
Just like in the long long trailer
All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving
And nobody would stop to save her

JL: Okay, second song, here we go.
JF: As your...
JL: Go

JF: As your body floats down Third Street
With the burn-smell factory closing up
Yes it's sad to say you will romanticize
All the things you've known before
It was not not not so great
It was not not not so great
And as you take a bath in that beaten path
There's a pounding at the door
Chorus.
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside
Put your hand inside the puppet head
Out.

JF: Number Three

JF: There's only two songs in me and I just wrote the third
Don't know where I got the inspiration or how I wrote the words
Spent my whole life just digging up my music's shallow grave
For the two songs in me and the third one I just made

JL: Don't, don't, don't let's start
This is the worst part
Could believe for all the world
That you're my precious little girl
But don't, don't, don't let's start
I've got a weak heart
And I don't get around how you get around

JF: Hide away folk family
Or else someone's gonna get ya
Someone's gonna get ya
Hide away folk family
Better hide away
Better hide away

JL: 32 footsteps leading to the room where the paint doesn't want to dry
32 footsteps running down the road where the dirt reaches the sky...

JF: In the mornin' sun 'round seven o'clock
The parking lot fills around Toys-R-Us
And my little girl, she will get away
Ride her bike down Toddler Highway

[Music starts]

Take your Close'n'Play...

JL: Rabid Child...
JF: Oh, I didn't see that one... okay.

JF: Rabid child stays at home, talks on a CB...

JF: Alright let's do Nothing's Gonna Change My Clothes...
JL: Okay.
JF: Real fast.

JL: All the people are so happy now, their heads are cavin' in
I'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin 
But every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots
And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop...
And nothing's smellin' like a rose...
Because nothing's gonna change my clothes...

JF: And then...

JF: Alright! Wooo!
Hotel Detective medley.

JL: When you're followin' an angel
Does it mean you have to throw your body off a building?
Somewhere they're meeting {barely intelligible} on a pinhead
Calling you an angel, calling you the nicest things...

JF: Daddy'll sing bass...
JL: Oh, I skipped one.
JF: It's alright.
JF: Daddy'll sing bass... 
I took my boat for a car...

[Guitar riff]

JF: That was "Youth Culture Killed My Dog" by They Might Be Giants. Here's "Absolutely Bill's Mood". You remember how this one goes, John?
JL: Vaguely. We haven't played this one in a long time.
JF: Wow, we're only... 14 songs into it.
JL: I think we're gonna have to do a medley of our first album is what it's gonna be.

JL: My room is comfortably small
With rubber lining the walls
And there's someone always calling my name...
...I'm insane.

JF: What's gonna happen to Chess Piece Face?
There go I but for my face
All I know could be defaced by the facts in the life of Chess Piece Face.

JL: Ohhhhh...
It's a long, long rope they use to hang you soon I hope
And I wonder why this hasn't happened
Why why why
And I think about the dirt that I'll be wearing for a shirt
And I hope that I get old before I die.

JF: I ain't feelin' happy
About the state of things in my life
But I'm workin' to make it better
With a six of Miller High Life
Just drinkin' and a-drivin'
A-makin' sure my dues get paid
Because alienation's for the rich
And I'm feelin' a-poorer every day.

JF: ...Marvin Gaye and Phil Ochs got married
The trees all waved their giant arms
And happiness bled from every street corner
And biplanes bombed with fluffy pillows.

JL: Rhythm section want ad! Want ad!
No others need apply
To the rhythm section want ad
And here's the reason why...
...They Might Be Giants first album medley...
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