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
Once with a girl I fell in love some time ago, now she had
Bangs are that on which the world hangs
I'm only holding your hand
So I can look at your bangs
Bangs are like a pocket t-shirt
As casual as that while fully intentional
And in case you think I'm here 'cause I like making chit chat
Just remember what I said: the money's under your hat
Bangs are that on which the world hangs
I'm only holding your hand
So I can look at your bangs
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
And although I liked you anyway, check out your haircut
A proscenium to stage a face that needs no makeup
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
Bangs Lyrics performed by They Might Be Giants are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that Bangs Lyrics performed by They Might Be Giants is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD