Thursday, October 29, 2009

THEY MIGHT BE GIANTS lyrics - Bread Hair



I'm a wigged-out daddy with bread on top

I dig an easy-bake granny with a whiskey mop

If you love me, you needn't the whole wheat crop

'Cause they had a useless battle and'll never stop



Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy

Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy

Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy

You're drivin' all my hope away



I'm a pumpernickel-do for you, dough you do

Use a yarmulka of hallah bread if you're a Jew

I belong to cayope, I be the wheat for you

Yeast and flour, bake an hour, it's annoying shampoo



Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy

Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy

Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy

Drivin' all my hope away



Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy

Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy

Bread hair, oh boy, oh boy

You're drivin' all my hope away



That's a gone rug, buddy


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