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Stand On Your Own Head - Lyrics by They Might Be Giants


Lyrics

I like people, they're the ones who can't stand
They're the ones who can't stand
I see smoke signals coming from them
They say "we are out of furniture"

Stand on your own head for a change
Give me some skin to call my own
Stand on your own head for a change
Give me some skin to call my own

You made my day, now you have to sleep in it
Now you have to sleep in it
I love the world and if i have to sue for custody,
I will sue for custody

Stand on your own head for a change
Give me some skin to call my own
Stand on your own head for a change
Give me some skin to call my own
Stand on your own head
Stand on your own head for a change
Stand on your own head


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