they might be giants are john linnell keyboards, vocals, bass clarinet can’t keep johnny down john flansburgh guitars, vocals, programming and have been joined by cloisonné marty beller drums danny weinkauf bass dan miller guitar never knew love stan harrison saxophones and horn arrangement on cloisonné old pine box produced by they might be giants & pat dillett mixed by pat dillett engineered by jon altschuler, greg thompson advance tracks mastered by ue nastasi at sterling sound, nyc from “join us” the new recorded at a secret location in manhattan, collyer brothers studio brooklyn, the album from governor’s bluff sullivan county management jamie lincoln kitman the hornblow group usa they might be giants booking frank riley high road touring, paul boswell free trade agency publicity felice ecker girlie action produced by they might be giants and pat dillett thanks to sarah avrin, anaheed alani, jennifer czin, nan lanigan, pete smolin, ben sandler, emma pancoast, michael buonanno, darren paltrowitz, josh flower, nicole mannino, jim horan, john virant, neil blanket, tricia arnold, sarah pearson, alix wenmouth, leslie gilotti, dave rowan and thanks to the support from these fine music folk:dennis galuska fender Idlewild Recording custom shop, jenny marsh gibson guitar corp., kevin packard ludwig drums, and PO Box 176 the great suzi matthews electro-harmonix Palisades, NY 10964 www.theymightbegiants.com all songs ©copyright 2011 they might be giants tmbg music bmi also available from they might be giants on idlewild: the else the spine no! cast your pod to the wind they got lost can’t keep johnny down cloisonné outnumbered a million to one 1234 all of the dicks in this dick town can’t keep johnny down mind your business men piled up in a towering mound mind your business none of them once has found a way to keep johnny down mind your never-shut quonset-hut business spending days by myself remembering slights my craft is explodin’ i’m not a monument to justice, plus which, i don’t forget a face it’s like i’m making cloisonné and they can’t, can’t keep johnny down chokin’ on my dust with my three blind cats they haven’t yet built the man that’ll keep old johnny down you have a friend in law enforcement don’t go calling law enforcement some dude hitting golf balls on the moon business bathroom in his pants and he thinks he’s better than me mind your business i’m pointing a finger at my own face they can’t know what’s in here and they can’t keep johnny down got too busy explainin’ beneath my dignity to flip off the guy now it’s just raining pain when he pulls up alongside to pain in the form of raindrop say my gas cap is unscrewed yes, a raindrop made of pain and they can’t, can’t keep johnny down tell ‘em the story, raindrop they haven’t yet built the man “i don’t want to tell ‘em, mister!” that’ll keep old johnny down tell ‘em the story, raindrop and they don’t, don’t know what i’ve seen “i don’t want to tell ‘em!” can’t know what’s in here keep your voice down and they can’t keep johnny down keep your voice down keep your window-shakin’ godforsaken voice down i’m sick of this beeswax i’m sick of these second-story sleestaks breathing on my dice giving me backrubs when i’m deep in concentration you start gettin’ all conversatin’ sleestak what’s a sleestak? that’s your heart attack, towel rack fallback you got no doctors all your doctors have gone home what’s a sleestak? what’s a sleestak? you have a friend in law enforcement don’t go calling law enforcement cloisonné never knew love old pine box i never knew love could be like this they tried the handcuffs but they won’t lock i never knew love could be like this electrical courses but they won’t shock i go around thinking i’m a genius you pulled the fire alarm but i never knew love could be like this you tried punching a cop you’re just too tired to stop cartography is not my métier you old pine box and the mountainsides of daydreams too steep for me today lovers lost before us and most did not return you old pine box the few so hale and hearty now broken down and burned with your head full of rocks sharp like a cracked flower pot i never knew love could be like this you old paper hat was anyone else but me surprised? on your skull full of bats how anything happens is mysterious what’s the percentage in that? and i never knew love could be like this you old pine box biography is all they understand they called the relations but they declined no semaphore or secrets or just good old pretend they called the fan club but they’d resigned now they all are sleeping but this keeps us awake left your car in a field these words they need safekeeping and some questions behind a promise not to break your mom thinks you’re out of your mind i never knew love could be like this over the falls and into the drink i never knew love could be like this the barrel breaks and we slowly sink i go around thinking i’m a genius they tried the handcuffs but they won’t lock but i never knew love electrical courses but they won’t shock has there ever been love? you pulled the fire alarm oh, i never knew love could be like this you tried punching a cop you’re just too tired to stop you old pine box .