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The Senses Lyrics - Singles - Animaniacs

The sense of sight is what guides us right 

When we go out on walks 

The sense of smells, the way you tell 

That you need to change your socks 

 

The sense of touch is what hurts so much 

When you bang your toe on the bed 

The sense of hearing is something good 

 

'Cause if a tree falls in the wood 

Would there be a sound? You bet there would 

If it landed on top of your head 

Your head, if a tree lands on top of your head 

 

The sense of taste affects your waist 

Which makes five senses in all 

There's a sixth sense, too but it's hard to explain 

It's a psychic connection that's inside your brain 

 

So you can understand people like Shirley MacLaine 

Who wear crystals they bought in the mall 

The mall, who wear crystals they bought in the mall 

 

And now the other senses 

 

There are scents you can smell 

Like cologne from Chanel 

Or the scents of expensive perfume 

There are scents of flowers 

We hope overpowers 

The kitty box next to your room, phew 

 

There's a sense of pride 

You have deep down inside 

When you practice a sense of fair play 

There are dollars and cents that you pay at a toll 

 

Or the census man who is taking a poll 

And a sense of confusion, we're out of control 

And they really should take us away, away 

They really should take us away 

 

There's a sense of humor 

A sense of doom 

Or a sense of awe, sense of timing 

The sense of a word 

A sense of absurd 

Like trying to do all this rhyming 

 

There's incense 

And horse sense 

And common sense, it's true 

Sense of wonder, sense of beauty 

Sense of honor, sense of duty 

 

A sense of doubt, a sense of danger 

A sense of fear, when you meet a stranger 

A sense of style, a sense of worth 

A sense of direction for knowing the earth 

 

A sense of dread as we're singing this song 

That it's starting to turn out completely all wrong 

And it's time that we end it because it's too long 

'Cause it just doesn't make any sense, no sense 

It just doesn't make any sense! 

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