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Flood

Songs:

Lyrics:

Theme From Flood
Why is the world in love again?
Why are we marching hand in hand?
Why are the ocean levels rising up?
It's a brand new record for 1990.
They Might Be Giant's brand new ablum:
Flood.

Birdhouse In Your Soul
I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am
Blue Canary in the alley by the light switch
Who watches over you?
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.
Not to put too fine a point on it;
Say I'm theonly bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.
I have a secret to tell, from my electrical well
It's a simple message and I'm leaving out the whistles and bells.
So, the room must listen to me
Filibuster vigilantly
My name is Blue Canary
One word spelled l-i-t-e
My story's infinite
Like the Lonines Symphonette
It doesn't rest.
Blue Canary in the alley by the light switch
Who watches over you?
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.
Not to put too fine a point on it;
Say I'm theonly bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.
I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am
There's a picture opposite me
Of my primitive ancestry
Which stood on rocky shores and kept the beaches shipwreck free
Though I respect that a lot
I'd be fired if that were my job
After killing Jason off
And countless screaming Argonaughts.
Bluebird of friendliness
Like guardian angels its
Always near.
Blue Canary in the alley by the light switch
Who watches over you?
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.
Not to put too fine a point on it,
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.
And while you're at it:
Leave the nite lite on inside the
Birdhouse in your soul.
Not to put too fine a point on it,
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.
And while you're at it:
Leave the nite lite on inside the
Birdhouse in your soul.
Not to put too fine a point on it,
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.
And while you're at it:
Leave the nite lite on inside the
Birdhouse in your soul.
Not to put too fine a point on it,
Say I'm the only bee in your bonnet
Make a little birdhouse in your soul.

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