They Might Be Giants - Nanobots lyrics
[They Might Be Giants - Nanobots lyrics]
Grow the nanobots up
Grow them in the cracks in the sidewalk
Wind the nanobots up
Wind them up and ask them a question
Raise the yellow bots up
Raise them up and make them respect us
Wind the marching bots up
Wind them up and wish them away
What with all the hullabaloo
We very nearly forgot about you
Now all the old troubles will
Soon be at an end
And all the new ones will begin when we send
The signal to the newborn citizenship
Of the micronations
Sleeper cells awaken, now this is your time
Hear the voices calling to their confederates
See the tiny figures testing their limbs
Stand back and watch them
Grow the nanobots up
Grow them in the cracks in the sidewalk
Wind the nanobots up
Wind them up and wish them away
The sun is rising in the wrong place
I would decorate the room but
There's no more space
All I see is pictures of matchstick men
I turn my back for two
Minutes and they've grown again
Rearranging beds eating what's available
In some hand-me downs
Making do with leftovers
Bunking up, sharing comic books
Sitting three deep on each other's laps
In a van stacked up on other vans
Driving on a tidal wave where they
Grow the nanobots up
Grow them in the cracks in the sidewalk
Wind the nanobots up
Wind them up and wish them away
Raise the yellow bots up
Raise them up and make them respect us
Wind the marching bots up
Wind them up and get them to send a signal
To the newborn citizenship
Of the micronations sleeper cells awaken now
This is your, this is your time
Grow them in the cracks in the sidewalk
Wind the nanobots up
Wind them up and ask them a question
Raise the yellow bots up
Raise them up and make them respect us
Wind the marching bots up
Wind them up and wish them away
What with all the hullabaloo
We very nearly forgot about you
Now all the old troubles will
Soon be at an end
And all the new ones will begin when we send
The signal to the newborn citizenship
Of the micronations
Sleeper cells awaken, now this is your time
Hear the voices calling to their confederates
See the tiny figures testing their limbs
Stand back and watch them
Grow the nanobots up
Grow them in the cracks in the sidewalk
Wind the nanobots up
Wind them up and wish them away
The sun is rising in the wrong place
I would decorate the room but
There's no more space
All I see is pictures of matchstick men
I turn my back for two
Minutes and they've grown again
Rearranging beds eating what's available
In some hand-me downs
Making do with leftovers
Bunking up, sharing comic books
Sitting three deep on each other's laps
In a van stacked up on other vans
Driving on a tidal wave where they
Grow the nanobots up
Grow them in the cracks in the sidewalk
Wind the nanobots up
Wind them up and wish them away
Raise the yellow bots up
Raise them up and make them respect us
Wind the marching bots up
Wind them up and get them to send a signal
To the newborn citizenship
Of the micronations sleeper cells awaken now
This is your, this is your time