They Might Be Giants - Impossibly New lyrics
[They Might Be Giants - Impossibly New lyrics]
Made of bones and wood so ancient
Bitter dudes throwing rocks
And flipping birds
In this town of rude deceivers
Please make way for two believers
They can't lie and their arms are open wide
The corner phone booth in it's youth
Loved burning leaves and morning suit's
It's true
The only smokestack coming back is me for you
With love that’s impossibly new
As we gather 'round the campfire
Telling tales of local vampires
Don't get scared of the shadows over there
Two for once we'll have a ball
Run through the Sodium Pentothal it's true
The only smokestack coming back is me for you
With love that's impossibly new
Impossibly new
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