They Might Be Giants

The Statue Got Me High

[Album Cover]

The Statue Got Me High

* The Statue Got Me High
* She's Actual Size (album version)
* I'm Def
* Which Describes How You're Feeling

The Statue Got Me High

The statue got me high
The statue got me high
The monument of granite sent a beam into my eye
The statue made me die
The statue made me die
It took my hand it killed me and it turned me to the sky

The stone it called to me
(And now I see the things the stone has shown to me)
A rock that spoke a word
(An animated mineral it can be heard)

And though I once preferred a human being's company
They pale before the monolith that towers over me

The statue got me high
The statue got me high
The truth is where the sculptor's chisel chipped away the lie
The statue made me fry
The statue made me fry
My coat contained a furnace where there used to be a guy

The stone it called to me
(And now I see the things the stone has shown to me)
A rock that spoke a word
(An animated mineral it can be heard)

And as the screaming fire engine siren filled the air
The evidence had vanished from my charred and smoking chair
And what they found was just a statue
Standing where the statue got me high

And now it is your turn
(Your turn to hear the stone and then your turn to burn)
The stone it calls to you
(You can't refuse to do the things it tells you to)

And as the screaming fire engine siren fills the air
The evidence will vanish from your charred and smoking chair
And what they found was just a statue
Standing where the statue got me high
And what they'll find is just a statue
Standing where the statue got you high



She's Actual Size

Words fail. Buildings tumble. The ground opens wide.
Light beams down from heaven.
She stands before my eyes.

She's actual size, but she seems much bigger to me.
Squares may look distant in her rear view mirror
but they're actual size - as she drives away.

Big men often tremble as they step aside.
I though I was big once. She changed my mind.

She's actual size, but she seems much bigger to me.
I've never known anybody like her.
She's actual size, nationwide, believe.

She's got all the money money couldn't buy.
She's got something special that someone left behind.

She's actual size but she seems much bigger to me.
Squares may look distant in her rear view mirror
but they're actual size - actual size to her.

Her face hangs in portrait on the post office wall.
She's stuck in my heart now, where my blood belongs.

She's actual size but she seems much bigger to me.
I've never known anybody like her.
She's actual size - actual size, believe.



I'm Def

Can we do that?
I'm def
I'm listening to the radio
Got a job as a test pilot
Yes I got a job as a test pilot
I'm def
I never listen to the ra-
I'm def
Got a job as a test pilot
Yes I got a job as a test pilot
I'm listening to the radio
We have our own song and we want to get it recorded
Can we do that?
Why don't you leave a message



Which Describes How You're Feeling

Which describes how you're feeling all the time
Which describes how you're feeling all the
Feeling all the time
There's this guy in the sky and he makes you want to
Want to make you sigh, like the time
When you felt like you're feeling all the time
And you sighed at the cracks in the ceiling all the time
You said "I'm feeling fine" but it didn't really rhyme
It didn't rhyme, overseas
Which describes how you're feeling all the time
It describes how you're feeling
Which describes how you're feeling all the time
When you lie that your life's unappealing all the time
But your lie doesn't rhyme with the word overseas
Overseas there's this guy
Who describes how you're feeling all the time
In his mind he can find how you're feeling all the time
From behind distant lines
Even straighter than his spine
Which is fine
Which is fine
And describes how you're feeling all the time


Created By: Craig -PJ- Hansen
Last Modified: January 17, 1996
Email: pjhansen@tmbg.org

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