| Song | Museum Of Idiots |
| Artist | They Might Be Giants |
| Album | The Spine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : They Might Be Giants | |
| They built this whole neighborhood out of wood, out of wood. | |
| I guess I'll still be around when they burn, burn it down. | |
| I will be standing around when they burn it down. | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. | |
| Honey, I'm there when you need me, please believe me, please believe me. | |
| I'll still be right where you left me, if you manage to forget me. | |
| Where we met is where you may forget. | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. | |
| If you and I had any brains, we wouldn't be in this place. | |
| Chop me up into pieces if it pleases, if it pleases. | |
| And when the chopping is through, every piece will say, 'I love you.' | |
| Every piece of me will say 'I love you.' | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. | |
| Every piece of me will say 'I love you, you you' | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. |
| zuo ci : They Might Be Giants | |
| They built this whole neighborhood out of wood, out of wood. | |
| I guess I' ll still be around when they burn, burn it down. | |
| I will be standing around when they burn it down. | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. | |
| Honey, I' m there when you need me, please believe me, please believe me. | |
| I' ll still be right where you left me, if you manage to forget me. | |
| Where we met is where you may forget. | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. | |
| If you and I had any brains, we wouldn' t be in this place. | |
| Chop me up into pieces if it pleases, if it pleases. | |
| And when the chopping is through, every piece will say, ' I love you.' | |
| Every piece of me will say ' I love you.' | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. | |
| Every piece of me will say ' I love you, you you' | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. |
| zuò cí : They Might Be Giants | |
| They built this whole neighborhood out of wood, out of wood. | |
| I guess I' ll still be around when they burn, burn it down. | |
| I will be standing around when they burn it down. | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. | |
| Honey, I' m there when you need me, please believe me, please believe me. | |
| I' ll still be right where you left me, if you manage to forget me. | |
| Where we met is where you may forget. | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. | |
| If you and I had any brains, we wouldn' t be in this place. | |
| Chop me up into pieces if it pleases, if it pleases. | |
| And when the chopping is through, every piece will say, ' I love you.' | |
| Every piece of me will say ' I love you.' | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. | |
| Every piece of me will say ' I love you, you you' | |
| Here in the Museum of Idiots. |