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Nothing’s Gonna Change My Clothes - They Might Be Giants
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Nothing’s Gonna Change My Clothes They Might Be Giants

Nothing’s Gonna Change My Clothes - They Might Be Giants
All the people are so happy now
Their heads are caving 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 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

[Chorus]
And nothing's smelling 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
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