Ana Ng Lyrics - They Might Be Giants

Make a hole with a gun perpendicular 

To the name of this town in a desktop globe 

Exit wound in a foreign nation 

Showing the home of the one, this was written for 

My apartment looks upside down from there 

Water spirals the wrong way out the sink 

And her voice is a backwards record 

It's like a whirlpool and it never ends 

Ana Ng and I are getting old 

And we still haven't walked 

In the glow of each other's majestic presence 

Listen Ana, hear my words 

They're the ones you would think 

I would say, "If there was a me for you" 

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All alone at the '64 World's Fair 

Eighty dolls yelling, "Small girl after all" 

Who was at the Dupont Pavilion? 

Why was the bench still warm? Who had been there? 

Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire 

To the horn on the pole at the bus depot 

And in back of the edge of hearing 

These are the words that the voice was repeating 

Ana Ng and I are getting old 

And we still haven't walked 

In the glow of each other's majestic presence 

Listen Ana, hear my words 

They're the ones you would think I would say 

"If there was a me for you" 

When I was driving once 

I saw this painted on a bridge 

"I don't want the world, I just want your half" 

Photos 

They don't need me here and I know you're there 

Where the world goes by like the humid air 

And it sticks like a broken record 

Everything sticks like a broken record 

Everything sticks until it goes away 

And the truth is, we don't know anything 

Ana Ng and I are getting old 

And we still haven't walked 

In the glow of each other's majestic presence 

Listen Ana, hear my words 

They're the ones you would think I would say 

"If there was a me for you" 

Ana Ng and I are getting old 

And we still haven't walked 

In the glow of each other's majestic presence 

Listen Ana, hear my words 

They're the ones you would think I would say 

"If there was a me for you" 

Ana Ng and I are getting old 

And we still haven't walked 

In the glow of each other's majestic presence 

Listen Ana, hear my words 

They're the ones you would think I would say 

"If there was a me for you" 

Ana Ng and I are getting old 

And we still haven't walked 

In the glow of each other's majestic presence 

Listen Ana, hear my words 

They're the ones you would think I would say 

"If there was a me for you"