|By: They Might Be Giants|
Can anybody help me Turn off the poisonousness? Save me, save me I can't break the glass I can't see my hands I can't tell if I'm upside or down Inside or out, sideways or back
Life in Toronto Successful hand model, but there's a nuclear blast
(Hand witch) I know I've been burned (Hand witch) It could have been worse (Hand witch) What am I becoming?
Can anybody stand up? Dispose of the villainousness? Save us, save us We can't break the spell We can't leave this hell Like the end of Lord of the Flies We can't tell if we're going to survive this diet of lies
I've joined the Escape Team Dystopian maybe, forgetting our nuclear past
(Hand witch) We're all trapped in this world (Hand witch) What else can be learned? (Hand witch) These bubbles are disturbing
Everybody stand up Dispose of the villainousness This will save us We can break the spell We can leave this hell Like the end of Live and Let Die I can't tell just how or just why, but we'll survive