Lyrics They Might Be Giants

They Might Be Giants

I Should Be Allowed To Think

I saw the best minds of my generation

Destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical

I should be allowed to glue my poster

I should be allowed to think

I should be allowed to glue my poster

I should be allowed to think

I should be allowed to think

I should be allowed to think

And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea

If by random whim, one occurs to me

If necessary, leave paper stains on the grey utility pole

I saw the worst bands of my generation

Applied by magic marker to dry wall

I should be allowed to shoot my mouth off

I should have a call in show

I am not allowed

To ever come up with a single original thought

I am not allowed

To meet the criminal government agent who oppresses me

I was the best hope of my generation

Destroyed my madness, starving, hysterical

I should be allowed to share my feelings

I should be allowed to feel

I should be allowed to glue my poster

I should be allowed to think

I should be allowed to think

I should be allowed to think

And I should be allowed to blurt the merest idea

If by random whim one occurs to me

But sadly, this can never be

I am not allowed to think