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Nothing's Gonna Change My Clothes
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They Might Be Giants
They Might Be Giants
Исполнитель
John Flansburgh
John Flansburgh
Ведущий вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
John Flansburgh
John Flansburgh
Автор песен
John Linnell
John Linnell
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Bill Krauss
Bill Krauss
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All the people are so happy now, their heads are cavin' in I'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin But every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop And the mirror, it reflects a tiny dancin' skeleton Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in A furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice Some people call them snake eyes, but to me, they look like mice And nothing's smellin' like a rose But I don't care if no one's comin' up for air 'Cause I know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore All the people are so happy now, their heads are cavin' in I'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin But every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop And nothing's smellin' like a rose But I don't care if no one's comin' up for air I know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore No, no, no, no, nothing's smellin' like a rose But I don't care if no one's coming up for air I know that nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore Oh Ahh
Writer(s): John Flansburgh, John Linnell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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