They Might Be Giants - My Man lyrics

My man

Muscles from hand to foot

Completely coated in uninteruppted skin

My man

Signals command the leg

To follow orders coming down from headquarters

Why then am I in bed?

I guess my man's fallen out with my head

May I direct your attention to the following simile

You're like the coasts of an ocean

Buried beneath is a submarine cable

Connecting the opposite shores that surround it

My man

How can he stand?

Your fingers could encircle clear around the ankle

My man won't walk again

In conflict with express instructions given by the brain

Why can't the message be sent?

I guess my man's fallen out with my head

When something happens to drag on the floor of the ocean

For instance an anchor or mooring

The cable can be disrupted and even be severed

Which halts the transmission across it

There is no way to repair the break

My man

Muscles from hand to foot

Completely coated in uninteruppted skin

My man

Signals command the leg

To follow orders coming down from headquarters

My man

How can he stand?

My man

Muscles from hand to foot

Completely coated in uninteruppted skin

My man

Won't walk again