| Song | I Was Crushed by a Forty-Foot Man |
| Artist | Uniform Motion |
| Album | One Frame Per Second |
| I was crushed by a forty-foot man. | |
| I didn't understand. I didn't see his hand. | |
| I saw the cracks in the palm of his hand, as he squashed my head, as the soulless giant said… | |
| da da da da da da da dar da da da. | |
| I was lost in the cruelest of realms, when I saw your print and the little drops of ink, | |
| that you left by the side of the road, where the elephants rode, where the orphan birds were sold. | |
| da da da dar da da da dar da da da. | |
| I will follow your scent to the end, to the end of this page, to the start of my old age. | |
| And when the souls in the know concur, I will eat your stress and we'll be done with this mess. | |
| da da da dar da da da dar da da da. |
| I was crushed by a fortyfoot man. | |
| I didn' t understand. I didn' t see his hand. | |
| I saw the cracks in the palm of his hand, as he squashed my head, as the soulless giant said | |
| da da da da da da da dar da da da. | |
| I was lost in the cruelest of realms, when I saw your print and the little drops of ink, | |
| that you left by the side of the road, where the elephants rode, where the orphan birds were sold. | |
| da da da dar da da da dar da da da. | |
| I will follow your scent to the end, to the end of this page, to the start of my old age. | |
| And when the souls in the know concur, I will eat your stress and we' ll be done with this mess. | |
| da da da dar da da da dar da da da. |