Artist: They Might Be Giants
Song: The Egg (Albany)
Album: Venue Songs
Verse 1:
The Egg, exciting and old
The Egg, you'll do what you're told
The Egg, the Egg, no corners for you
The Egg, permission to land
The Egg, where should I stand?
The Egg, the Egg, no corners for you
Chorus:
Poured concrete flowing into organic shapes
Carpet, wood trim, and some velvet drapes
Combine to make one perfect place
From the outside I am thinking
I'm a number, not a man
From the outside I am thinking
What were they thinking?
Verse 3:
The Egg, when will it hatch?
The Egg, please leave off the latch
The Egg, the Egg, no corners for you
No corners for you
No corners for you