Talking Heads Making Flippy Floppy (Live) Lyrics
Wait a minute…Everybody…Get in line…
Nothing can come between us, nothing gets you down
Nothing strikes your fancy, nothing turns you on
You don't have to wait for more instructions
No one makes a monkey out of me; we lie on our backs feet in the air
Rest and relaxation, rocket to my brain
Snap into position, bounce till you ache
Step out of line and, and you end up in jail, hah!
Doctor! Doctor! We have nothing in our pockets
We continue, but we have nothing left to offer
Faces pressed against the window…hey! They are just my friends
Check this out don't be so slick, break our backs it goes like this . . .
We are born without eyesight, we are born without sin
And our mama protects us from the cold and the rain, hah!
We're in no hurry, sugar and spice, hah!
We sing in the darkness, and we open our eyes…open up!
Wah! I can't believe it, and people are strange
Our president's crazy (ooh) did you hear what he said?
Business and pleasure lie right to your face
Divide it in sections, and then give it away
Uh there are no big secrets, don't believe what you read
We have great big bodies, we got great big heads
Run-a-run-a-run it all together, check it out - still don't make no sense
Making flippy floppy, trying to do my best
Lock the door, we kill the beast…KILL IT!
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