Lyrics Austin - They Might Be Giants

Austin

Cutting off my skull
What’re we gonna do with these bones?
What’re we gonna do with these bons?
Stubb’s!
(Ooh!)
Stubb’s!
(Ooh!)
Bring 'em to Stubb’s
: «Ladies and gentlmen, we’re They Might Be Giants of Brooklyn, New York
It’s a stone cold gas to be here at Stubb’s tonight
On the drums, ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Marty Beller from New York City
On the superbass, direct from New York City, it’s Mr. Daniel Weinkauf
Just back from his vacation in New York City, from New York City on the
electric guitar, Mr. Dan Miller
My name’s John.
He’s John.
We’re from New York City, thanks for coming out.»
Stubb’s!
(Ooh!)
Stubb’s!
(Ooh!)
Removing the back of my skull
Stubb’s!
(Ooh!)
Stubb’s!
(Ooh!)
Cutting a notch in my mind
What’re we gonna do with these bones?
What’re we gonna do with these bones?
Stubb’s!
(Ooh!)
Stubb’s!
(Ooh!)
Bring 'em to Stubb’s
«Thank you very much»