Lyrics:Bangs
| Bangs |
| By: They Might Be Giants |
| Year: 2001 |
Bangs Above your eyes your hair hangs Blow my mind, your royal flyness I dig your bangs Bangs To drape across your forehead To swing concordant angles As you incline your head Once with a girl I fell In love some time ago Now she had Bangs (bangs) Are that on which the world hangs (bangs) I'm only holding your hand (bangs) So I can look at your Bangs Bangs (bangs) Are like a pocket t-shirt (bangs) As casual as that While fully intentional (bangs) And in case you think I'm here 'Cause I like making chit-chat Just remember what I said The money's under your hat Bangs (are that on which) Are that on which the world hangs (I'm only holding) I'm only holding your hand (so I can look) So I can look at your Bangs Bangs (bangs) Above your eyes your hair hangs Blow my mind, your royal flyness I dig your bangs Bangs To drape across your forehead To swing concordant angles As you incline your head (bangs) And although I liked you anyway Check out your haircut A proscenium to stage a face That needs no makeup Bangs (bangs) Are that on which the world hangs (bangs) I'm only holding your hand (so I can look) (bangs) So I can look at your bangs (I'm only holding) (bangs) I'm only holding your hand (bangs) So I can look at your Bangs |
