Lyrics They Might Be Giants

They Might Be Giants

Shape Shifter

I've got a big old problem

I've got a big old problem

I've got a big old problem

Shape shifters all around

Where did my world go?

One minute everything is

Home and friends and New York Times and lawn

Beware the blob they said

How was I to know they meant the

UPS delivery man

The koi in the tank and the anchorwoman?

I've got a big old problem

I've got a big old problem

I've got a big old problem

Shape shifters all around

Shape shifter, shape shifter

You gotta quit that

Shifting of shapes

I accepted what you were and then

Everything changed

And I don't want to live in any

place where the people are

shifting their shapes

They're such a liar

They said the planet wouldn't

Undulate and then burst into flames

What used to be my house?

Is it that purple tentacle?

Or is that the TV repairman?

The clarinet? The vegetable stand?

I've got a big old problem

I've got a big old problem

I've got a big old problem

Shape shifters all around

Shape shifter, shape shifter

You gotta quit that

Shifting of shapes

I accepted what you were and then

Everything changed

And I don't want to live in any

place where the people are

shifting their shapes

I've got a big old problem

I've got a big old problem

I've got a big old problem

Shape shifters all around

If you're someone I used to know

I sure don't recognize you so

I'm only hanging round amorphous mounds

In the town where nothing familiar can be found

I've got a big old problem

I've got a big old problem

I've got a big old problem

Shape shifters all around (shape shifters all around)

Shape shifters all around (shape shifters all around)

Shape shifters all around (shape shifters all around)

Shape shifters all around