Lyrics They Might Be Giants

They Might Be Giants

Whistling In The Dark

A woman came up to me and said

"I'd like to poison your mind

With wrong ideas that appeal to you

Though I am not unkind."

She looked at me, I looked at something

Written across her scalp

And this is what it faintly said

As I tried to call for help:

There's only one thing

That I know how to do well

And I've often been told that you only can do

What you know how to do well

And that's be you

Be what you're like

Be like yourself

And so I'm having a wonderful time

But I'd rather be whistling in the dark

There's only one thing that I like

And that is whistling in the dark

A man came up to me and said

"I'd like to change your mind

By hitting with a rock," he said,

"Though I am not unkind."

We laughed at his little joke

and then I merrily walked away

And hit my head on the wall of the jail

Where the two of us live todaay