They Might Be Giants Moles, Hounds, Bears, Bees And Hares
[Verse 1]
Moles, moles
Spending their lives down a hole
And when it's raining, they get complaining
And run around out of control
Moles
[Verse 2]
Hounds, hounds
Walk with their nose to the ground
The joy in their eyes and the shock of surprise when
They bring you the thing that they found
Hounds
[Chorus]
Don't wake up the hibernating bear
He'll spend all winter there
Asleep
[Verse 3]
Bees, bees
Spend most of their time inside hives
But when the breeze knocks the hive off the trees, oh
We better run for our lives
Bees
[Verse 4]
Hares, hares
Some call them bunnies—who cares?
Though it sounds phony, rabbits were coney
Out on this island right hare
Hares
[Chorus]
Don't wake up the hibernating bear
He'll spend all winter there
Asleep
