They Might Be Giants

They Might Be Giants - Nothing's Gonna Change My Clothes songtekst

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I'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin
But every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots
And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop

And the mirror, it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton
Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in
A furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice
Some people call them snake-eyes, but to me they look like mice

And nothing's smelling like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore
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Publisher: Warner-Pioneer Corporation

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Uitgegeven in: 1990

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: They Might Be Giants (1986)

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