House Of Mayors Lyrics - They Might Be Giants

They are crowding the stage of these hallowed confines 

Representing the parties 

In here are enshrined the one hundred-odd figures of men 

Wearing suits, who in sum 

Constitute the assembly of the house of mayors 

Stacked in columns and rows 

Dressed in period clothes 

Near a wig, a pince-nez affixed to a nose 

And the full complement's in attendance at the house of mayors 

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And they're all up there, on the stage 

And we're introduced to them all 

And they're all still standing up there 

When the last tour exits the hall 

The effect is so real 

That it's chilling to watch 

As the creaking automatons all lurch 

Into action, and act out historical deeds 

And make speeches, sign legislation 

And turn their heads and blink their eyes 

Though the room has a faintly musty smell 

You forget where you are, you are under their spell 

And the spell that was cast was the ballot for the house of mayors 

George finby! 

Alexander whigmore! 

Patrick o'barr! 

Conrad spectacle! 

Carl van krieg! 

Antonio botton! 

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They are all still standing in there 

In the dark in there, in the night 

Similarity lurks under styles of moustache 

These anemic, loyal, ? ? ? * 

With a woman attending in fashion 

In fashion; if some other face 

Looked too much out of place 

Would it spoil it for everyone else? 

Some express disappointment when leaving the hall 

Some feel cheated or mad--bear in mind, one and all 

The next act of the show is an infinite row 

Of unoccupied chairs, in a big room upstairs 

In the house of the yet-to-be mayors