Canajoharie - They Might Be Giants

In the overgrowth of the underbrush

Shone a fossil tooth which I must have dropped

Very long ago

Which reminded me how we wound up where we are now

Right through those trees, I’m not insane

That’s where we came into this place

And if you squint, if you squint your brain

I’ll get my paints and I’ll try to paint

Canajoharie

Canajoharie

Where a front flipper first evolved on the day

When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away

Out of Canajoharie

Canajoharie

Call me sentimental but I want to go back

And commemorate the place with a historical plaque

It’s as if a fin, reaching from the swamp

Grabbed me by my arm, tried to pull me in

But my arm was strong

And the fin was an inaccurately reconstructed fake

It was right through those trees, I’m not insane

That’s where the fin tried to drag me in

Don’t look at me, look at where I’m pointing

Close your eyes, see what I see

Canajoharie

Canajoharie

I get the creeping feeling all my old friends are gone

And that this baby tooth no longer fits in my skull

If you can draw it in the air

Or write it down, then you weren’t there

What’s gone is mute

Someone changed the truth

They smoked the proof

And there’s nothing left of

Canajoharie

Canajoharie

Where a front flipper first evolved on the day

When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away

Where a rocket ship experiment went awry

When the prototype exploded on the launching site

Back in Canajoharie

Canajoharie

Call me sentimental but I want to go back

And commemorate the place with a historical plaque