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Through the overgrowth  
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In the overgrowth of the underbrush
Of the underbrush
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Shone a fossil tooth which I must have dropped
Shone a fossil tooth  
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That I must have dropped
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Very long ago
 
Very long ago
Which reminded me  
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Which reminded me how we wound up where we are now
How we wound up where we are now
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Right through those trees
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Right through those trees, I'm not insane
I'm not insane
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That's where we came into this place
That's where we came  
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And if you squint, if you squint your brain
Into this place
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I'll get my paints and I'll try to paint
And if you squint
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If you squint your brain
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I'll get my paints  
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And I'll try to paint
+
  
 
Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
Where a frog flipper first evolved on the day  
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Where a front flipper first evolved on the day
 
When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away
 
When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away
  
 
Out of Canajoharie
 
Out of Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
Call me sentimental  
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Call me sentimental but I want to go back
But I want to go back  
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And commemorate the place with a historical plaque
And commemorate the place  
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With a historical plaque
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It's as if a fin  
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It's as if a fin, reaching from the swamp
Reaching from the swamp
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Grabbed me by my arm, tried to pull me in
Grabbed me by my arm
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Tried to pull me in
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But my arm was strong
 
But my arm was strong
And the fin was an  
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And the fin was an inaccurately reconstructed fake
Inaccurately reconstructed fake
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It was right through those trees
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It was right through those trees, I'm not insane
I'm not insane
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That's where the fin tried to drag me in
That's where the fin  
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Don't look at me, look at where I'm pointing
Tried to drag me in
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Close your eyes, see what I see
Don't look at me
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Look at where I'm pointing
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Close your eyes  
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See what I see
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Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
I get the creeping feeling  
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I get the creeping feeling all my old friends are gone
All my old friends are gone
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And that this baby tooth no longer fits in my skull
And that this baby tooth  
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No longer fits in my skull
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If you can draw  
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If you can draw it in the air
It in the air
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Or write it down, then you weren't there
Or write it down
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Then you weren't there
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What's gone is mute
 
What's gone is mute
 
Someone changed the truth
 
Someone changed the truth
They swapped the proof  
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They smoked the proof
 
And there's nothing left of
 
And there's nothing left of
  
 
Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
Where a frog flipper first evolved on the day  
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Where a front flipper first evolved on the day
 
When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away
 
When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away
  
Where a rocket ship  
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Where a rocket ship experiment went awry
Experiment went awry
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When the prototype exploded on the launching site
When the prototype  
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Exploded on the launching site
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Like in Canajoharie
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Back in Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
 
Canajoharie
Call me sentimental  
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Call me sentimental but I want to go back
But I want to go back
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And commemorate the place with a historical plaque
And commemorate the place  
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With a historical plaque
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Latest revision as of 09:42, 18 July 2011

Canajoharie
By: They Might Be Giants
Year: 2010

In the overgrowth of the underbrush Shone a fossil tooth which I must have dropped Very long ago Which reminded me how we wound up where we are now

Right through those trees, I'm not insane That's where we came into this place And if you squint, if you squint your brain I'll get my paints and I'll try to paint

Canajoharie Canajoharie Where a front flipper first evolved on the day When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away

Out of Canajoharie Canajoharie Call me sentimental but I want to go back And commemorate the place with a historical plaque

It's as if a fin, reaching from the swamp Grabbed me by my arm, tried to pull me in But my arm was strong And the fin was an inaccurately reconstructed fake

It was right through those trees, I'm not insane That's where the fin tried to drag me in Don't look at me, look at where I'm pointing Close your eyes, see what I see

Canajoharie Canajoharie I get the creeping feeling all my old friends are gone And that this baby tooth no longer fits in my skull

If you can draw it in the air Or write it down, then you weren't there What's gone is mute Someone changed the truth They smoked the proof And there's nothing left of

Canajoharie Canajoharie Where a front flipper first evolved on the day When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away

Where a rocket ship experiment went awry When the prototype exploded on the launching site

Back in Canajoharie Canajoharie Call me sentimental but I want to go back And commemorate the place with a historical plaque