They Might Be Giants - Paradoxically lyrics
[They Might Be Giants - Paradoxically lyrics]
Next stop: Los Angeles behold the House Of
Blues paradoxically, this classic
American juke-joint
As old and as broke down as
The blues it'self, is made entirely
Out of contemporary construction materials
And in fact was built by Dan Aykroyd himself
With his own pudgy, Canadian hands indeed
The House Of Blues' public image of loose
Morals and lost weekends
Contrasts sharply with
The club's hyper-efficient 'Triumph of the
Will' management style and it
Continually perplexes it's visitors
Including they Might Be Giants
Who adopt an appropriately
Aggrеssive attitude for this venuе's theme
First stop, Los Angeles behold the
Hollywood House of Blues
Rock music's mystery spot from the
Day it emerged from
The primeval mud of Southern
California in 1992, this ageless
Structure has befuddled scientists here
Compasses spin wildly
Rivers of ranch dressing
And well bourbon inexplicably run upstream
The corn bread weighs twice
As much as it reaches your
Stomach what strange power
Compels the House of Blues' customers
To overpay for watered down
Drinks night after night? No
One knows! And yet
It's enigma thrives and compels They Might Be
Giants to write it's first Venue Song
Blues paradoxically, this classic
American juke-joint
As old and as broke down as
The blues it'self, is made entirely
Out of contemporary construction materials
And in fact was built by Dan Aykroyd himself
With his own pudgy, Canadian hands indeed
The House Of Blues' public image of loose
Morals and lost weekends
Contrasts sharply with
The club's hyper-efficient 'Triumph of the
Will' management style and it
Continually perplexes it's visitors
Including they Might Be Giants
Who adopt an appropriately
Aggrеssive attitude for this venuе's theme
First stop, Los Angeles behold the
Hollywood House of Blues
Rock music's mystery spot from the
Day it emerged from
The primeval mud of Southern
California in 1992, this ageless
Structure has befuddled scientists here
Compasses spin wildly
Rivers of ranch dressing
And well bourbon inexplicably run upstream
The corn bread weighs twice
As much as it reaches your
Stomach what strange power
Compels the House of Blues' customers
To overpay for watered down
Drinks night after night? No
One knows! And yet
It's enigma thrives and compels They Might Be
Giants to write it's first Venue Song