Moonbeam Rays - They Might Be Giants

By the time you hear this, it will be too late

By the time you hear this, I’ll be far away

Moving out at the break of dawn

Moving out past the Guns and Pawn

All of those times that I missed you

But you weren’t missing me

You called it self-improvement, but I had other words

Half-asleep and brainwashed like shaking off a curse

You at night by the bonfire blaze

Dancing there in the moonbeam rays

All of the times that I warned you, but you ignored my pleas

You were warned with my pleas

Like a scold were the pleas

You were warned

Haircuts in the mirror now

ATMs for a twenty-dollar bill

Knife, a pan, an empty can

Hallway bulbs and peepholes covered up

By the time you read this, it will be too late

By the time you read this, I’ll be in another state

Singing out the dials spinning round

Singing out with cicadas now

All of the times that I warned you, but you ignored my pleas

You were warned with my pleas

Like a scold with my pleas

You were warned

Ah, dee-ah, dee-ah, dee-ay

Ah, dee-ah, dee-ah, dee-ah, dee-ay

Ah, dee-ah, dee-ah, dee-ay