They Might Be Giants - Wearing a Raincoat Lyrics
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Wearing a Raincoat
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What Are The Lyrics For Wearing a Raincoat By They Might Be Giants?
Wearing a raincoat is flying around in a plane
Made of a raincoat But when you think of that You hurt your mind And you'll need a friend To talk you down Needing a friend to talk you down Is food that comes from a pipe But when you hate the food That comes from a pipe You will turn to drugs To help you sleep Turning to drugs to help you sleep Will only lead to sleep And sleeping is a gateway drug To being awake, being awake, being awake again Being awake is swimming around in a lake Of the undead And the undead are like A bunch of friends That demand constant attention Demanding constant attention Will only lead to attention And once they have your attention They use it to ask for attention And once they have that attention They use it to ask for attention Wearing a raincoat is flying around in a yellow rubber airplane Made out of a raincoat, yes but when you think of that You hurt your mind And you'll need your mind For later on Needing a mind for later on Is a friend that comes at a price But when you hate the friend That comes at a price You will play the drums To help you sleep |
Who Wrote Wearing a Raincoat By They Might Be Giants?
John Flansburgh, John Linnell, John C. Flansburgh, John S. Linnell
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What's The Duration Of The Wearing a Raincoat By They Might Be Giants?The duration of Wearing a Raincoat is 3:10 minutes and seconds. |
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