Lyrics:Bangs (McSweeney's)
| Bangs (McSweeney's) |
| By: They Might Be Giants |
| Year: 2000 |
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 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 (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 (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) Above your eyes your hair hangs (bangs) Blow my mind, your royal flyness I dig your bangs (bangs) Bangs To drape across your forehead (bangs) To swing concordant angles As you incline your head (bangs) Can you murder with your style? Believe it when you've heard it When the jury and the judge return And read the verdict 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 |
