They Might Be Giants — Now Is Strange

Have you seen that naughty boy Who steals each blade of grass And replaces it with wires and batteries? In the corner of your eye Do you see that scribbled word? Do you hear the wind whispering? Now, now is strange I'd like to hear what did you change? No, no, it's not before anymore It's gone...weird Now is strange With a flathead screwdriver I could remove my apartment buzzer And I know underneath that five would be a six Underneath the six would be something unbelievable Something I cannot imagine