Goodnight my friends. Goodnight my friends. Sweetdreams from ABC land.
toffee cape I miss your toffee cape, Cornellius Cornellius, you were my favorite ape I've got to get back to that crazy planet That they call the planet
Barbarians and seeds are lost in the remains We were standing outside a sidewalk With that crazy guy dancing behind us With our forced smiles and all of the laughter They
There's a house at the top of a tree There's a house at the top of a tree In the house there's a room In the room there's a chair And sitting in the chair
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Mrs. Train And someone's got to be the one to declare That they want to be next in line to see Mrs. Train But I don't want to be first in line to see
A, a claw is a claw And, and, and nobody has seen a, a talking claw Nobody has seen a talking claw Unless, unless that claw is the, is the famous, the
What are you staring at In that hospital bed? Let me explain I wasn't thinking about anything Then it hit me that Montana was really just a leg With
? Bacitracin Campho-phenique Calamine lotion Nothing's gonna help you now The spine surfs alone So said the rule book As it was written, it will be
I'm trapped in a world before later on I'm trapped in a world before later on Where's my hovercraft? Where's my jet pack? Where's the font of acquired
Yo yo yo Yo yo yo Yo yo yo Yo yo Once a boy named Mister Me bemoaned a great regret I've floundered in the misty sea, but can't abide its mystery I wound
You say, you've got some very excellent news You say, I'm going to die when you tell me And in my way I will but though your words will kill I know you
face full It's unbelievable, they're walking through the streets of town They act like people, but they're shapeless, grimy, grey and brown (Made of mud, they
not be complete Where they gonna go without their letters? How could they survive without their letters? Where they gonna go to find their letters? They
Uh huh! Uh huh! Uh huh! Uh huh! Uh huh! Uh huh! Uh huh! Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Clap your hands Stomp your feet
Gorillas in the jungle Gazelles out in the field Goats are in the barnyard And gophers in their holes Go, go, go, go for G Go, go, go, go for G You'll
They Might Be Giants Here come the ABCs A B C
rock show Now a flying V is made of a guitar The pointed end flies in the lead So when it flies, it's hard to read You have to be upside-down to see