Sold My Mind To The Kremlin Lyrics - Phone Power - They Might Be Giants

With no place in the processional 

And no seats in the convention hall 

I sold my mind to the Kremlin 

On the 4th of July. 

I was wearing a Yoda mask 

You were talking like Lou Ferigno 

A hat made of paper 

A vest made of ugly 

An intercom with just one button 

'This bag is almost empty' 

That was your sole communication 

From unimproved roads on the 4th of July 

Fishing holes don't exist 

And country music with all those lists 

Of things from yesterday you can no longer get 

Let's talk about Patti Hearst, 

Skeletor, and Charles Manson 

Reagan closed the hospitals for the mentally ill 

Train stations filled up with the mentally ill 

And I'm singing into a tape recorder 

Trapped in this thing that I can't get away from 

'This bag is almost empty' 

That was your sole communication 

From unimproved roads on the 4th of July 

No place in the processional 

And no seats in the convention hall 

I sold my mind to the Kremlin 

On the 4th of July 

No place in the processional 

And no seats in the convention hall 

I sold my mind to the Kremlin 

On the 4th of July 

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