I Made a Mess Songtext
von They Might Be Giants

I.
Just made.
A mess.
I don′t.
Know how.
I did.
But now.
The whole.
Place is.
A wreck.
I made.
A mess.
And now.
I guess.
That some.
How I.
Have got.
To clean.
It up.
It's a catastrophe.


From ceiling to floor.
From wall to the other wall.
And nothing destroyed was spilled.
And nothing spilled was scribbled on.
From ceiling to floor.
From wall to the other wall.
I made.
A mess.
I don′t.
Know how.
But now.
I have.
A big.
Mess on.
My hands.
I'll need.
A ton.
Of mops.
And glue.
And soap.
And towels.
And paint.
And tools.
I'm trying to clean it up.
It′s making it worse.
Whatever I tried to fix.
Would get even more wrecked.
No matter how much I washed.
It looks even messier than it was before.
I′m making it worse.
By cleaning up.
I made.
A mess.
And now.
I guess.
That some.
How I.
Have got.
To clean.
It up.