Lyrics They Might Be Giants

They Might Be Giants

Canajoharie

Through the overgrowth

Of the underbrush

Shone a fossil tooth

That I must have dropped

Very long ago

Which reminded me

How we wound up where we are now

Right through those trees

I'm not insane

That's where we came

Into this place

And if you squint

If you squint your brain

I'll get my paints

And I'll try to paint

Canajoharie

Canajoharie

Where a frog flipper first evolved on the day

When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away

Out of Canajoharie

Canajoharie

Call me sentimental

But I want to go back

And commemorate the place

With a historical plaque

It's as if a fin

Reaching from the swamp

Grabbed me by my arm

Tried to pull me in

But my arm was strong

And the fin was an

Inaccurately reconstructed fake

It was right through those trees

I'm not insane

That's where the fin

Tried to drag me in

Don't look at me

Look at where I'm pointing

Close your eyes

See what I see

Canajoharie

Canajoharie

I get the creeping feeling

All my old friends are gone

And that this baby tooth

No longer fits in my skull

If you can draw

It in the air

Or write it down

Then you weren't there

What's gone is mute

Someone changed the truth

They swapped the proof

And there's nothing left of

Canajoharie

Canajoharie

Where a frog flipper first evolved on the day

When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away

Where a rocket ship

Experiment went awry

When the prototype

Exploded on the launching site

Like in Canajoharie

Canajoharie

Call me sentimental

But I want to go back

And commemorate the place

With a historical plaque