They Might Be Giants - Spoiler Alert lyrics

rate me

Flansburgh:

This truck is driving out of my mind

But this truck has a mind of its own

Which is a lucky thing

'cause my leg is so short

That I can't reach the brake

This truck is driving out of my mind

But this truck has a mind of its own

Which is a lucky thing

'cause my leg is so short

That I can't reach the brake

Something is nagging at me

But never mind it's gone

This truck can practically

Find its own way without my help

Maybe I should lie back and cover my eyes

I think I'll do that

Yeah, now I'm totally resting

I'm reclining while I'm driving

Why have I not tried this until now?

I'm letting go, I'm letting go

Linnell:

Here comes the last page

All I need is an ending

Nearing the end of the last page

And the end of the whole book

Yeah, what to do with these loose ends?

I should change the beginning

But I shouldn't be typing

While I'm driving

While I'm making a phone call

While I'm searching through the glovebox

While I'm writing it all down while it's happening

They're gonna be so impressed

When they get a load of me

It's like I've got two extra pairs of hands

Two to write, two to steer, one to scratch

My head and one to cover my eyes

Which would help me to think up an end

Yeah, some kind of punctuational mark

Some kind of, some kind of

Some kind of trouble up ahead

What the hell, what the hell