They Might Be Giants My Evil Twin
My evil twin, bad weather friend He always wants to start when I want to begin It scares me so, like I scare myself with that book of Nostradamus up upon my shelf Playing hangman 'til the morning light Doing donuts on the neighbors lawn Then sleep all through the day, get up and start again I can hear some sirens somewhere but I don't know why My evil twin runs home again Search lights look for an alibi, but I'll be home by then Here he comes again, my evil twin My friends have seen him hiding underneath my skin Who cut the arm off the voodoo doll That resembles a Republican president from long ago I'd hate to see you leave 'cause I have grown so grateful for the blame you save me from I know he looks like my Hates work like me and walks like me He's even got a twin like me My evil twin, bad weather friend I know some day I'll meet him but I don't know where or when
