Lyrics Flaming Lips Theme Song - The Flaming Lips

Flaming Lips Theme Song

Some things that we say
Seem to go astray
Some things that we say
Seem to go astray
The language that we use
It’ll have to be excused
Some things that we say
Really do feel that way
Yeah they feel that way
Some things that we do
Probably have bothered you
Some things that we do
I know they bother you
Things ain’t really clean
In about a million years
Some things that we do
Really ain’t nothing new
Ain’t nothing new
Come on, come on this
Come on, come on
Yes I’m talking with the whitehead monkey man
On the corner of Voodoo Street
And he’s got a brand new Cadillac
And all the chicken that he can eat
Get your little robe
And put it around your head
'Cause living in this fucking town
It makes you wanna be dead
That’s what I said
Can’t you hear the sound
Of the newest anarchy
They talk about Armageddon
It really doesn’t matter to me
It doesn’t matter
It really doesn’t matter to me
It doesn’t matter
It really don’t matter to me
Some things that we say
Just seem to go astray
Some things that we say
Just seem to go astray
The language that we use
It’ll have to be excused
Some things that we say
Really do feel that way
Yeah they feel that way