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A friendly bot broadcasting snippets of They Might Be Giants lyrics, including Linnell/Flansburgh solo material. Written by @bgporter.net
I don't understand what you did to my dog
And I don't understand what you did to my dog
I don't understand what you did to my dog
I don't understand what you did to my dog
December 18, 2025 at 2:40 AM
Know the truth
Don't know Judge Judy
Know Dr. Ruth
Don't know the flavor
Know the proof
Know Dunkin
December 17, 2025 at 10:39 PM
When Lazyhead uses imagination
Sleepybones daydreams
Sleepybones says, "It's not what it looks like"
December 17, 2025 at 6:38 PM
It's the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse
Come inside, it's fun inside
December 17, 2025 at 5:37 PM
Bangs (bangs)
Above your eyes your hair hangs
Blow my mind, your royal flyness
I dig your bangs
December 17, 2025 at 1:59 PM
See the constellation ride across the sky
No cigar, no lady on his arm
Just a guy made of dots and lines
December 17, 2025 at 11:41 AM
Every man is made of two opinions
Every woman has a second half
December 17, 2025 at 10:36 AM
And I just found out
What everybody knows
And I can't go back
To where I wanna go
December 17, 2025 at 9:05 AM
At the As-tor-I-A
They got the big light-up sign
That says "GAY"
Wake up and play
December 17, 2025 at 5:17 AM
Oh, Danny Boy
Danny Boy
Danny Boy
December 17, 2025 at 3:40 AM
People, whatcha think of that? (People, what d'you think of that?)
December 17, 2025 at 2:31 AM
Did you just what?
Is what you yes?
Did you whatever, whatever you
I guess?
The stalking horse
Was hides the guy
December 17, 2025 at 12:27 AM
Once upon a time
There was a pretty fly
He had a pretty wife
This pretty fly
December 16, 2025 at 9:56 PM
Lies! Lies!
December 16, 2025 at 7:00 PM
He'll make you a stoppable force
December 16, 2025 at 4:19 PM
I found out she's an angel
I don't think she knows I know
I'm worried that something might happen to me
December 16, 2025 at 2:27 PM
When I was young, I met a man a long, long way from home
December 16, 2025 at 1:07 PM
Truth-drug lies, won't set me free
December 16, 2025 at 12:00 PM
Here I stand outside the window
Longing to be asked inside
Until someone sees
Being polite
Though scared to death
December 16, 2025 at 8:39 AM
I was wearing a Yoda mask
You were talking like Lou Ferrigno
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
December 16, 2025 at 7:37 AM
At ten o'clock tomorrow
Playing for a crowd of six
Free beer and eight dollars
That's money for new sticks
December 16, 2025 at 5:34 AM
Without a written guarantee of perfect sailing
Can you crawl from under the porch without a helmet?
December 16, 2025 at 4:23 AM
And everything looks beautiful when you're young and pretty
The streets are paved with diamonds and there's just so much to see
But the best thing about New York City is you and me
December 16, 2025 at 1:43 AM
You'll need a test
December 16, 2025 at 12:32 AM
When will you recognize that I am the answer to all your prayers?
December 15, 2025 at 11:16 PM