Hang on, hang on tight.

They Might Be Giants boy,
they might be giants.
They might be rain, they might be heat,
they might be frying up a stalk of wheat.
They might be giants boy,
they might be giants.
They might be rain, they might be wash,
they might be Doctor Spock's back-up band.

To make the merry-go-round go faster,
SO that everyone needs to hang on tighter,
just to keep from being thrown to the wolves

Tabloid footprints in your hair,
tabloid footprints everywhere.
We can't be silent,
cause they might be giants and what are we gonna do unless they are?

They might be giants boy,
they might be giants.
They might be bald, they might be snow,
they might be something else in the snow.

Hang on tight.

They might be giants boy,
they might be giants.
They might be fake, they might be lies,
they might be big big fake fake lies.

Tabloid footprints in your hair,
tabloid footprints everywhere.
We can't be silent,
cause they might be giants and what are we gonna do unless they are?

They might be giants boy,
they might be giants boy,
they might be giants boy,
they might be giants boy.