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• Artiste: They Might Be Giants
• Titre: Canajoharie
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Through the overgrowth Of the underbrush Shone a fossil tooth That 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 frog 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 swapped the proof And there's nothing left of Canajoharie Canajoharie Where a frog 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 Like in Canajoharie Canajoharie Call me sentimental But I want to go back And commemorate the place With a historical plaque