Lyrics They Might Be Giants

They Might Be Giants

Bee Of The Bird Of The Moth

Everyone is crying at the dread hypnotic flying

Of the bee of the bird of the moth

You can't walk, you can't ramble 'cause you're gonna have to scramble

From the bee of the bird of the moth

Catbug is a cat, but he's got bugness in his veins

Manhouse lives within himself with thoughtful human brains

Neither one is equal to the challenge of the freak we'll call

The bee of the bird of the moth

Now the moth defeats the mouse and man

It's messing with the plan, it can't be believed

'Cause it's just a hummingbird moth

Who's acting like a bird that thinks it's a bee

Got a brand new shipment of electrical equipment

It's addressed to the bottom of the sea

Send a tangerine-colored nuclear submarine

With a sticker that says 'STP'

Windshield wiper washer fluid spraying in the air

Head lice under hats lie in the headlights everywhere

Subatomic waves to the underwater caves

Of the bee of the bird of the moth

And the moth defeats the mouse and man

It's messing with the plan, it can't be believed

'Cause it's just a hummingbird moth

Who's acting like a bird that thinks it's a bee

Is it us or it that's messed up?

Everyone's deforming in the presence of the swarming

Of the bee of the bird of the moth

Protozoa, snakes, and horses have enlisted in the forces

Of the bee of the bird of the moth

All are irresistibly directed by the section of a hypnotizing tractor beam presenting a prediction

Of the sleep of reason corporation in association

With the bee of the bird of the moth