They Might Be Giants Museum of Idiots

They built this whole neighborhood
Out of wood, out of wood

I guess I'll still be around when they burn, burn it down




I will be standing around when they burn it down

In the Museum of Idiots




Please believe me, please believe me
Honey, I'm there when you need me

I'll still be right where you met me, if you manage to forget me



Where we met is where you will forget

In the Museum of Idiots



If you and I had any brains, we wouldn't be in this place.



Chop me up into pieces,
If it pleases, if it pleases


Every piece will say, "I love you"

When the chopping is through



Every piece of me will say "I love you"

In the Museum of Idiots



Every piece of wood will say "I love you"
In the Museum of Idiots