Nothings Gonna Change My Clothes — текст песни (they might be giants)

All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in

Im glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin

But every little things a domino that falls on different dots

And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop



And the mirror, it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton

Surrounded by a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in

A furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice

Some people call them snake-eyes, but to me they look like mice



And nothings smelling like a rose

But I dont care if no ones coming up for air

I know nothings gonna change my clothes ever anymore



All the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in

Im glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin

But every little things a domino that falls on different dots

And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop



And nothings smelling like a rose

But I dont care if no ones coming up for air

I know nothings gonna change my clothes ever anymore



No, no, no, no

Nothings smelling like a rose

But I dont care if no ones coming up for air

I know that nothings gonna change my clothes ever anymore