Song | My Brother The Ape |
Artist | They Might Be Giants |
Album | Here Comes Science |
作曲 : They Might Be Giants | |
Well, I got the invitation that you sent to everyone | |
And I told you family picnics weren't exactly my idea of fun | |
You replied that everyone but me said they were going to come | |
Which is how you talked me into going to the reunion | |
When you said everyone you really meant it | |
My brother, the ape | |
My brother, the ape | |
I received the photos you sent and | |
I don't regret that | |
I wentOr the sight of everybody stiffly posing under one tent | |
But I don't feel | |
I belong and | |
I keep wanting to escape | |
And I fail to see the likeness between me and my brother the ape | |
They all kept saying how much we look alike | |
I don't think that we look alike at all | |
But I'll admit that | |
I look more like a chimp | |
Than I look like my cousin the shrimp | |
Or my distant kin the lichens or the snowy egret or the moss | |
And I find it hard to recognize some relatives of ours | |
Like the rotifer, the sycamore, iguanas and sea stars | |
My brother, the ape | |
My brother, the ape | |
They say you don't get to choose your family | |
But there's no other one to choose | |
So that's why | |
I'm writing this now | |
And you can tell my sister the cow | |
That I meant to thank her for the | |
Gorgonzola | |
And I'll allow that | |
I've been acting like a stranger | |
But you guys are all so strange | |
Though I think of what | |
I'm likeAnd | |
I can see we're all the same | |
So this time next year we'll meet at my place | |
My brother, the ape | |
My brother, the ape |
zuò qǔ : They Might Be Giants | |
Well, I got the invitation that you sent to everyone | |
And I told you family picnics weren' t exactly my idea of fun | |
You replied that everyone but me said they were going to come | |
Which is how you talked me into going to the reunion | |
When you said everyone you really meant it | |
My brother, the ape | |
My brother, the ape | |
I received the photos you sent and | |
I don' t regret that | |
I wentOr the sight of everybody stiffly posing under one tent | |
But I don' t feel | |
I belong and | |
I keep wanting to escape | |
And I fail to see the likeness between me and my brother the ape | |
They all kept saying how much we look alike | |
I don' t think that we look alike at all | |
But I' ll admit that | |
I look more like a chimp | |
Than I look like my cousin the shrimp | |
Or my distant kin the lichens or the snowy egret or the moss | |
And I find it hard to recognize some relatives of ours | |
Like the rotifer, the sycamore, iguanas and sea stars | |
My brother, the ape | |
My brother, the ape | |
They say you don' t get to choose your family | |
But there' s no other one to choose | |
So that' s why | |
I' m writing this now | |
And you can tell my sister the cow | |
That I meant to thank her for the | |
Gorgonzola | |
And I' ll allow that | |
I' ve been acting like a stranger | |
But you guys are all so strange | |
Though I think of what | |
I' m likeAnd | |
I can see we' re all the same | |
So this time next year we' ll meet at my place | |
My brother, the ape | |
My brother, the ape |