They might be giants
They might be rain
They might be heat
They might be frying up a stalk of wheat
They might be brain
They might be washed
They might be Dr Spock's backup band
CHORUS
Tabloid footprints in your hair
Tabid footprints everywhere
We can't be silent
Because they might be giants
And what are we gong to do unless they are
They might be giants
They might be bald
They might be snow
They might be something else in the snow
The might be fake
they might be lies
The might be big, big, fake, fake lies
CHORUS