"Bangs" partial lyrics. By: They Might Be Giants. 2001
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 (bangs)
And although I liked you anyway,
Check out your haircut:
A proscenium to stage a face
That needs no makeup
Bangs (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.
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