Lyrics:What You Get

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What You Get
By: They Might Be Giants
Year: 2026

Is it just a bit? Should you commit to it? Is there something to get? Are you overthinking it?

Half awake the mistake Isn't making a mint thing Out of the meaningless dreaming Half forgotten and fading

Fully lost albatross In the moss covered inkling Mindful ships slowly sinking

This is what there is to see Bask in the mystery This is where there is to go Know that you'll never know

This is what you get Whatever good it is The only good it is Whatever you can make of it

Xylophones made of bones That you loaned from a boneyard Play you out with a Galliard Whistle along by the boneyard

In the end, in the sand The remains under gravestones Inside you are all the same bones

This is what there is to see Bask in the mystery This is where there is to go Know that you'll never know

Does it even count If someone found An answer when it's been lost again? So much hanging on in audible words Blowing in a distant wind

Make yourself at home Make hay in the sun Make out in shadowed halls Make out the vague things drawn on the cave walls

Xylophones made of bones That you loaned from a boneyard Play you out with a Galliard

This is what there is to see Bask in the mystery This is where there is to go Know that you'll never know

This is what there is to see Bask in the mystery This is where there is to go Know that you'll never know