Nothing's Gonna Change My Clothes - They Might Be Giants
All the people are so happy now
Their heads are cavin' in
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 dancin' 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 smellin' like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
'Cause I know nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
All the people are so happy now
Their heads are cavin' in
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 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
No no no no nothing's smelling like a rose
But I don't care if no one's coming up for air
I know that nothing's gonna change my clothes
Ever anymore
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