Making Flippy Floppy (Short Version)

By Talking Heads

On Speaking in Tongues (Vinyl Edition)

Released on June 1, 1983

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Everybody, get in line


Nothing can come between us

Nothin gets you down

Nothing strikes your fancy

Nothing turns you on

You don't have to wait for more instructions

No one makes a monkey out of me

We lie on our backs, feet in the air

Rest and relaxation, rocket to my brain


Snap into position

Bounce till you ache

You step out of line and

And you end up in jail

Bring me a doctor

I have a hole in my head

But they are just people

And I'm not afraid


Doctor, Doctor

We have nothing in our pockets

We continue

But we have nothing left to offer

Faces pressed against the window

Hey, they are just my friends

Check this out, don't be so slick

Break our backs, it goes like this

We are born without eyesight

We are born without sin

And our mama protects us

From the cold and the rain

We're in no hurry

Sugar and spice

We sing in the darkness

And we open our eyes (open up)


Oh, I can't believe it

And people are strange

Our president's crazy

Did you hear what he said?

Business and pleasure

Lie right to your face

Divide it in sections

And then give it away


There are no big secrets

Don't believe what you read

We have great big bodies

We got great big heads

Run-a-run-a-run it all together

Check it out, still don't make no sense

Makin' flippy floppy, tryin' to do my best

Lock the door, we kill the beast

Kill it