Artist: They Might Be Giants Song: The Egg (Albany) Album: Venue Songs Verse 1: The Egg, exciting and old The Egg, you'll do what you're told The Egg, the Egg, no corners for you The Egg, permission to land The Egg, where should I stand? The Egg, the Egg, no corners for you Chorus: Poured concrete flowing into organic shapes Carpet, wood trim, and some velvet drapes Combine to make one perfect place From the outside I am thinking I'm a number, not a man From the outside I am thinking What were they thinking? Verse 3: The Egg, when will it hatch? The Egg, please leave off the latch The Egg, the Egg, no corners for you No corners for you No corners for you