Flaming Lips Theme Song - The Flaming Lips

Some things that we say

Seem to go astray

Some things that we say

Seem to go astray

The language that we use

It’ll have to be excused

Some things that we say

Really do feel that way

Yeah they feel that way

Some things that we do

Probably have bothered you

Some things that we do

I know they bother you

Things ain’t really clean

In about a million years

Some things that we do

Really ain’t nothing new

Ain’t nothing new

Come on, come on this

Come on, come on

Yes I’m talking with the whitehead monkey man

On the corner of Voodoo Street

And he’s got a brand new Cadillac

And all the chicken that he can eat

Get your little robe

And put it around your head

'Cause living in this fucking town

It makes you wanna be dead

That’s what I said

Can’t you hear the sound

Of the newest anarchy

They talk about Armageddon

It really doesn’t matter to me

It doesn’t matter

It really doesn’t matter to me

It doesn’t matter

It really don’t matter to me

Some things that we say

Just seem to go astray

Some things that we say

Just seem to go astray

The language that we use

It’ll have to be excused

Some things that we say

Really do feel that way

Yeah they feel that way