Lyrics Bangs - They Might Be Giants

Bangs
Above your eyes your hair hangs
Blow my mind your royal flyness
I dig your bangs

Bangs to drape across your forehead
To swing concordant angles as you incline your head

Once with a girl I fell in love some time ago now she had

Bangs are that on which the world hangs
I'm only holding your hand so I can look at your bangs
Bangs are like a pocket T-Shirt
As casual as that while fully intentional

And in case you think I'm here cause I like making chit chat
Just remember what I said the money's under your hat

Bangs are that on which the world hangs
I'm only holding your hand so I can look at your bangs
Bangs above your eyes your hair hangs
Blow my mind your royal flyness I dig your bangs

Bangs to drape across your forehead
To swing concordant angles as you incline your head
And although I like you anyway, check out your haircut
A proscenium to stage a face that needs no makeup

Bangs are that on which the world hangs
I'm only holding your hand so I can look at your bangs
I'm only holding your hand so I can look at your bangs