We Want a Rock Songtext
von They Might Be Giants
We Want a Rock Songtext
Where was I? I forgot the point that I was making
I said if I was smart then I would
Save up for a piece of string
And a rock to wind the string around
Everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around
Everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around
Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the playhouse down
They want to stop the ones who want a rock to wind a string around
But everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around
Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the playhouse down
They want to stop the ones who want a rock to wind a string around
But everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around
If I were a carpenter I′d hammer on my piglet eyes
Collect the seven dollars
And I'd buy a big prosthetic forehead
And wear it on my real head
Everybody wants prosthetic
Foreheads on their real heads
Everybody wants prosthetic
Foreheads on their real heads
Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the playhouse down
They want to stop the ones who want
Prosthetic foreheads on their heads
But everybody wants prosthetic foreheads on their real heads
Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the foreheads down
They want to stop the ones who want a rock to wind a string around
But everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around
I said if I was smart then I would
Save up for a piece of string
And a rock to wind the string around
Everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around
Everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around
Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the playhouse down
They want to stop the ones who want a rock to wind a string around
But everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around
Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the playhouse down
They want to stop the ones who want a rock to wind a string around
But everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around
If I were a carpenter I′d hammer on my piglet eyes
Collect the seven dollars
And I'd buy a big prosthetic forehead
And wear it on my real head
Everybody wants prosthetic
Foreheads on their real heads
Everybody wants prosthetic
Foreheads on their real heads
Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the playhouse down
They want to stop the ones who want
Prosthetic foreheads on their heads
But everybody wants prosthetic foreheads on their real heads
Throw the crib door wide
Let the people crawl inside
Someone in this town
Is trying to burn the foreheads down
They want to stop the ones who want a rock to wind a string around
But everybody wants a rock to wind a piece of string around
Writer(s): John S. Linnell, John C. Flansburgh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com