noah mclaughlin
i remember how long it's been
since you came by my door
seventy times seven days
since you came by my door
a bag of bones in your left hand
when you came by my door
it rattled hollow just like your soul
when you came by my door
i know what you wanted
a place to rest those bones
i know what you wanted
a place to call your own
well this home has been spoken for
you aren't welcome here
these hands have never been idle
you aren't welcome here
this bed ain't empty now
you aren't welcome here
take your bones and rattle along
you aren't welcome here
i know what you wanted
a place to rest those bones
i know what you wanted
a place to call your own
don't come back, beelezebub
this flesh belongs to me
don't knock again, ole salome
this flesh belongs to me
don't sing about your sorrows
this flesh belongs to me
i remember how long it's been
this flesh belongs to me
i know what you wanted
a place to rest those bones
i know what you wanted
a place to call your own
bag of bones
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nyjm
- Niemöller
- Posts: 1066
- Joined: Thu Mar 17, 2005 6:14 am
- Instruments: acoustic guitar, electric guitar, synth, various MIDI instruments
- Recording Method: Reaper, Line 6 POD, GLS Audio 57 and 58
- Submitting as: noah mclaughlin, Ford's Theater Disaster, Juliet's Happy Dagger
- Location: atlanta, ga
- Contact:
bag of bones
"You sound like the ghost of David Bowie." - SchlimminyCricket | it was a pleasure to burn | my website | Juliet's Happy Dagger
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Toshiro
- Karski
- Posts: 54
- Joined: Mon May 09, 2011 3:42 am
- Instruments: Guitar, bass, drums, vocals. Extremely bad keyboard.
- Recording Method: Logic Pro, Focusrite ISA One, MOTU Traveler and assorted gubbins
- Submitting as: Toshiro
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: CUERK!
Re: bag of bones
a state of grace held within our lords embrace
you paint a world filled with wonder
all faith and trust ashes leading unto dust
when the world is torn asunder
CHORUS
divination obfuscation cluttering the minds
with a bag of bones that gets things wrong so many times
and folks who live to follow always end up far behind
and it's all on you, and it's all on you
fooled them once nigh on fifteen years ago
some have learnt but the rest are slow
you tend your sheep even if they're half asleep
and when you fail how much will you keep
REPEAT CHORUS AND PRAISE JAYSUS!!!
you paint a world filled with wonder
all faith and trust ashes leading unto dust
when the world is torn asunder
CHORUS
divination obfuscation cluttering the minds
with a bag of bones that gets things wrong so many times
and folks who live to follow always end up far behind
and it's all on you, and it's all on you
fooled them once nigh on fifteen years ago
some have learnt but the rest are slow
you tend your sheep even if they're half asleep
and when you fail how much will you keep
REPEAT CHORUS AND PRAISE JAYSUS!!!
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king_arthur
- Niemöller
- Posts: 1761
- Joined: Sun Sep 26, 2004 6:56 am
- Instruments: guitar, vocals, bass, BIAB, keyboards (synth anything)
- Recording Method: Tascam DP-24SD
- Submitting as: King Arthur
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Phoenix, AZ
- Contact:
Re: bag of bones
None of these people are millionaires
They work in some office, or the baby care
They hang out in bookstores and small cafes
But something happens to 'em when the music plays
The sound of the guitar is oh so sweet
It comes in through the ears, it goes out through the feet
In a world full of strangers, noone's alone
When you close your eyes and shake it like a bag of bones.
The guy behind the counter at the Cell Phone Shack
The voice on the phone that understands your Mac
Everyone who's talkin' says it can't be denied
You shoulda seen the scene before Jerry died.
The sound of the guitar was oh so sweet
It came in through the ears, went out through the feet
In a world full of strangers we were never alone
We'd just close our eyes and shake it like a bag of bones.
Still there ain't no use crying in your beer
Those days are gone, but these days are here.
And the sound of the guitar is still so sweet
Comes in through the ears, goes out through the feet
In a world full of strangers, nobody's alone
Just open your eyes and shake it like a bag of bones.
None of these people will be TV stars
They're just happy being happy with who they are
Some get to dance, while some get to play
Nobody knows why it turned out this way.
But the sound of the guitar is oh so sweet
Comin' in through the ears, goin' out through the feet
So take off your tie, turn off your phone
It's time for you to shake it like a bag of bones.
They work in some office, or the baby care
They hang out in bookstores and small cafes
But something happens to 'em when the music plays
The sound of the guitar is oh so sweet
It comes in through the ears, it goes out through the feet
In a world full of strangers, noone's alone
When you close your eyes and shake it like a bag of bones.
The guy behind the counter at the Cell Phone Shack
The voice on the phone that understands your Mac
Everyone who's talkin' says it can't be denied
You shoulda seen the scene before Jerry died.
The sound of the guitar was oh so sweet
It came in through the ears, went out through the feet
In a world full of strangers we were never alone
We'd just close our eyes and shake it like a bag of bones.
Still there ain't no use crying in your beer
Those days are gone, but these days are here.
And the sound of the guitar is still so sweet
Comes in through the ears, goes out through the feet
In a world full of strangers, nobody's alone
Just open your eyes and shake it like a bag of bones.
None of these people will be TV stars
They're just happy being happy with who they are
Some get to dance, while some get to play
Nobody knows why it turned out this way.
But the sound of the guitar is oh so sweet
Comin' in through the ears, goin' out through the feet
So take off your tie, turn off your phone
It's time for you to shake it like a bag of bones.
"...one does not write in dactylic hexameter purely by accident..." - poetic designs
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BBABM
- Goldman
- Posts: 666
- Joined: Sun Aug 15, 2010 11:34 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, Voice, drums
- Recording Method: Session, fruity loops
- Submitting as: Bad Boys at Bat Mitzvahs, Fitzroy
- Location: Charlottesville, Va
Re: bag of bones
Bag of bones
fitzroy
bag of bones
upon your mirrored lawnchair throne
the light reflects upon your face
and on your wrinkled carapace
your seaside manor reeks of virginia slims
burnt marshmallow, just like your old nasty skin
they see you kick your little dog
cause the mother f**ker barks all day
but you aint got time for that
cause you just need to suck that dirty d**k....
fitzroy
bag of bones
upon your mirrored lawnchair throne
the light reflects upon your face
and on your wrinkled carapace
your seaside manor reeks of virginia slims
burnt marshmallow, just like your old nasty skin
they see you kick your little dog
cause the mother f**ker barks all day
but you aint got time for that
cause you just need to suck that dirty d**k....
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lalabrookie
- de Gaulle
- Posts: 102
- Joined: Sat Feb 12, 2011 8:57 am
- Submitting as: lalabrookie
Re: bag of bones
I saw you at the mall and you made me smile
So I followed you around for a little while
Then you got in a Beamer and I got depressed
You drove away, now I know the rest
I can't afford you
I can't afford you
I can't afford you
But I think you can afford me
Can't you go on clearance
Pretend to adore me
I noticed you like all the same stuff I do
Can't you be my guitar, I could be your favorite tune
But you drove away and left me alone
An abandoned lonely sad bag of bones
I can't afford you
I can't afford you
But I think you can afford me
Can't you go on clearance
Pretend to adore me
You left me this way
Now I walk alone
An abandoned lonely sad bag of bones
A deserted lonely sad bag of bones
A woebegone lonely sad bag of bones
So I followed you around for a little while
Then you got in a Beamer and I got depressed
You drove away, now I know the rest
I can't afford you
I can't afford you
I can't afford you
But I think you can afford me
Can't you go on clearance
Pretend to adore me
I noticed you like all the same stuff I do
Can't you be my guitar, I could be your favorite tune
But you drove away and left me alone
An abandoned lonely sad bag of bones
I can't afford you
I can't afford you
But I think you can afford me
Can't you go on clearance
Pretend to adore me
You left me this way
Now I walk alone
An abandoned lonely sad bag of bones
A deserted lonely sad bag of bones
A woebegone lonely sad bag of bones
Yea, I lost my groove...I lost my groove all over the place - Kat Criswell
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martyr
- de Gaulle
- Posts: 100
- Joined: Tue May 02, 2006 2:13 pm
- Instruments: bass, vox, mix, guitar
- Recording Method: m-audio 1814, logic; motu traveler, magix
- Submitting as: Berkeley Social Scene, Zipline, Zinkline, Monte Carlo, Older Brothers
- Location: b3ez3erk3el3ey, ca
Re: bag of bones
Bag of Bones
by Berkeley Social Scene
[V1]
Stopped and revived
once dead now alive
you keep coming back
a light from the black
[Chorus]
Bag of Bones
Destination unknown
So far from your home
Won't you leave me alone
[V2]
Pulled your foot from the grave
Once free now a slave
Planned to take flight
But never reached the heights
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
It's a good day to die
But you don't know why
You try and you try
Just say goodbye
[Ch Solo]
[V3]
Revived from the dark
Once cold now a spark
You smolder and smoke
Then suddenly awoke
[Chorus]
by Berkeley Social Scene
[V1]
Stopped and revived
once dead now alive
you keep coming back
a light from the black
[Chorus]
Bag of Bones
Destination unknown
So far from your home
Won't you leave me alone
[V2]
Pulled your foot from the grave
Once free now a slave
Planned to take flight
But never reached the heights
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
It's a good day to die
But you don't know why
You try and you try
Just say goodbye
[Ch Solo]
[V3]
Revived from the dark
Once cold now a spark
You smolder and smoke
Then suddenly awoke
[Chorus]
m++
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Billy's Little Trip
- Odie
- Posts: 12090
- Joined: Mon Nov 13, 2006 2:56 pm
- Instruments: Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Drums, Skin Flute
- Recording Method: analog to digital via Presonus FireBox, Cubase and a porn machine
- Submitting as: Billy's Little Trip, Billy and the Psychotics
- Location: Cali fucking ornia
Re: bag of bones
Bag Of Bones
by BLT featuring E-Bow Phillips
verse-
There she was outside my hotel room
She said she wants to take a little part of me
I just smiled and then I let her in
Dropped to her knees and popped out Richard Roundtree
chorus-
She said she needs it, yeah really needs it, needs it
Wants me to feed it to her like an ice cream cone
She said she wants it, yeah really wants it, wants it
She wants to add it, add it to her bag of bones
verse-
I had no idea that she was so literal
But now I see just how she's gonna make it last
Whoa baby, I need to warn you
You better hurry, because Richard is about to blast
chorus-
She said she needs it, yeah really needs it, needs it
Wants me to feed it to her like an ice cream cone
She said she wants it, yeah really wants it, wants it
She wants to add it, add it to her bag of bones
verse-
Plaster caster the skin flute master
Queen of the elusive one eyed blaster
Nick knack patty whack she's got a bag of bones
One resembles the member I own
chorus X2-
She said she needs it, yeah really needs it, needs it
Wants me to feed it to her like an ice cream cone
She said she wants it, yeah really wants it, wants it
She wants to add it, add it to her bag of bones
by BLT featuring E-Bow Phillips
verse-
There she was outside my hotel room
She said she wants to take a little part of me
I just smiled and then I let her in
Dropped to her knees and popped out Richard Roundtree
chorus-
She said she needs it, yeah really needs it, needs it
Wants me to feed it to her like an ice cream cone
She said she wants it, yeah really wants it, wants it
She wants to add it, add it to her bag of bones
verse-
I had no idea that she was so literal
But now I see just how she's gonna make it last
Whoa baby, I need to warn you
You better hurry, because Richard is about to blast
chorus-
She said she needs it, yeah really needs it, needs it
Wants me to feed it to her like an ice cream cone
She said she wants it, yeah really wants it, wants it
She wants to add it, add it to her bag of bones
verse-
Plaster caster the skin flute master
Queen of the elusive one eyed blaster
Nick knack patty whack she's got a bag of bones
One resembles the member I own
chorus X2-
She said she needs it, yeah really needs it, needs it
Wants me to feed it to her like an ice cream cone
She said she wants it, yeah really wants it, wants it
She wants to add it, add it to her bag of bones
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jast
- Niemöller
- Posts: 1336
- Joined: Tue Jul 29, 2008 7:03 pm
- Instruments: Vocals, guitar
- Recording Method: Cubase, Steinberg UR44
- Submitting as: Jan Krueger
- Pronouns: .
- Location: near Aachen, Germany
- Contact:
Re: bag of bones
Bag of Bones by Jan Krüger
I know life inside out, I've been around for a while
I know my way through this mess, survive the days with style
Not too long ago I didn't know what I should be going for
But then I found the source of answers, dubiety no more
I just ask the bones [the bones!]
I ask the bones [the bones!]
They know tomorrow like I know yesterday
Listen to the bones [the bones!]
Obey the bones [the bones!]
All hail the bag of bones and its message of decay
Word has gotten round, people ask for my advice
I've turned into a leader, I must say it's quite nice
Not too long ago I didn't know what I should be going for
But the path is clear now, have no fear now, plunge us into war
I just asked the bones [the bones!]
I listened to the bones [the bones!]
They know the world must burn, it's time to deal decay
Trust in the bones [the bones!]
Obey the bones [the bones!]
All hail the bag of bones, it will not lead us astray
It seems like such a long time since I was all on my own
Now that I speak for the bones, look how I have grown
Their message brings us all together in pain and blood and death
Together for the bag of bones, until our dying breath
We kill for the bones [the bones!]
We die for the bones [the bones!]
There is no greater good, the end is far away
Don't question the bones [the bones!]
You don't want to stand against [the bones!]
They know more than we all do, that's why we will obey
Fighting for the bag of bones and its message of decay
I know life inside out, I've been around for a while
I know my way through this mess, survive the days with style
Not too long ago I didn't know what I should be going for
But then I found the source of answers, dubiety no more
I just ask the bones [the bones!]
I ask the bones [the bones!]
They know tomorrow like I know yesterday
Listen to the bones [the bones!]
Obey the bones [the bones!]
All hail the bag of bones and its message of decay
Word has gotten round, people ask for my advice
I've turned into a leader, I must say it's quite nice
Not too long ago I didn't know what I should be going for
But the path is clear now, have no fear now, plunge us into war
I just asked the bones [the bones!]
I listened to the bones [the bones!]
They know the world must burn, it's time to deal decay
Trust in the bones [the bones!]
Obey the bones [the bones!]
All hail the bag of bones, it will not lead us astray
It seems like such a long time since I was all on my own
Now that I speak for the bones, look how I have grown
Their message brings us all together in pain and blood and death
Together for the bag of bones, until our dying breath
We kill for the bones [the bones!]
We die for the bones [the bones!]
There is no greater good, the end is far away
Don't question the bones [the bones!]
You don't want to stand against [the bones!]
They know more than we all do, that's why we will obey
Fighting for the bag of bones and its message of decay
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wages
- Orwell
- Posts: 987
- Joined: Sun Sep 25, 2005 3:16 pm
- Instruments: Vocals, Rhythm Guitar
- Recording Method: Zoom h4n, Audacity
- Submitting as: Wages
- Location: The place that never tasted so good
- Contact:
Re: bag of bones
Sorry, I forgot to post lyrics...
Bag of Bones (capo 1st)
VERSE 1
Em Am
your lighter has got a lot of taste
Em F Am
it says a lot about you
your hope is not disgraced
by the hand that you hold
CHORUS
C F
every now and then you show you know
Am C/B F
you've got a place that's home
C F
you feel it pull you up and sometimes down
Am C/B F Am-F-Am
this is your bag of bones
VERSE 2
your days need dreams to erase
all the words that you suffer
your mind spends quite a lot of time
killing cells, you worker
CHORUS plus....
Am F C
this is your bag of bones
BRIDGE
C7
F7 E7-
oh, now you know so why don't you... let your
tone serve the space that you own
<new-weird-chord on 1st fret>
your bag of bones
C F
every now and then you show you know
Am C/B
you've got a place
Bag of Bones (capo 1st)
VERSE 1
Em Am
your lighter has got a lot of taste
Em F Am
it says a lot about you
your hope is not disgraced
by the hand that you hold
CHORUS
C F
every now and then you show you know
Am C/B F
you've got a place that's home
C F
you feel it pull you up and sometimes down
Am C/B F Am-F-Am
this is your bag of bones
VERSE 2
your days need dreams to erase
all the words that you suffer
your mind spends quite a lot of time
killing cells, you worker
CHORUS plus....
Am F C
this is your bag of bones
BRIDGE
C7
F7 E7-
oh, now you know so why don't you... let your
tone serve the space that you own
<new-weird-chord on 1st fret>
your bag of bones
C F
every now and then you show you know
Am C/B
you've got a place
Wages - Hoglen & Wages - The Affirmative Mention - Gawking Urethras - The EAF - and more
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youngstrizzle
- A New Player
- Posts: 7
- Joined: Wed May 26, 2010 5:08 pm
- Instruments: Novation Circuit, Roland System-1, Korg Volca Beats, Yamaha DJX-II
- Recording Method: FLStudio 11, WavePad sound editor, CAD U37 mic
- Submitting as: Young Stroke aka Young Muscle
- Pronouns: he/him
- Location: Gastonia, NC
- Contact:
Re: bag of bones
ad libbed intro...
i feel like a bag of bones i need some protein
supplements i'm a workout dope fiend
i feel like a bag of bones, i need some protein
been dropping weight i look so lean
so keen on gaining weight
that's why i'm hitting the gym for a training date
i'm straining, weight lifting, protein swillin'
eating bananas, eggs and george foreman grillin'
not chillin', i'm gym dwelling
if bulking up is a crime, label me a felon
thoughts of getting swoll, are up in my melon
plus hitting the tanning bed to increase my melanin
it's beach season - gotta get big and strong
that's why i got big weights in my wigwam
ask my friend tom - he'll tell you i'm focused
thoughts of working out plaguing me - locusts
stroke is - big, yep i'm huge
when i hunt for supplements like a workout "the nuge"
CHORUS
i look thin - can't be skinny
look like i called 1800 jenny
need to do some shrugs - i need to do many
like the counterpart of mickey mouse i feel mini
like a mini cooper, or a fiat 500
that's why i'm deadlifting, when weights hit the ground they thunder
i wonder what's next - oh yeah bench press
i'm relentless - releasing pent stress
haters defenseless - cause i'm upping the dosage
taking protein shakes - i drink the mostest
plus hydroxycut - to maintain my physique
when i look in the mirror i grin from cheek to cheek
i speak to the clerk at GNC
plus dodge the paparazzi like TMZ
to get my autograph there's a line like DMV
I don't look like a bag of bones which is abbreviated BOB
ad libbed outro
i feel like a bag of bones i need some protein
supplements i'm a workout dope fiend
i feel like a bag of bones, i need some protein
been dropping weight i look so lean
so keen on gaining weight
that's why i'm hitting the gym for a training date
i'm straining, weight lifting, protein swillin'
eating bananas, eggs and george foreman grillin'
not chillin', i'm gym dwelling
if bulking up is a crime, label me a felon
thoughts of getting swoll, are up in my melon
plus hitting the tanning bed to increase my melanin
it's beach season - gotta get big and strong
that's why i got big weights in my wigwam
ask my friend tom - he'll tell you i'm focused
thoughts of working out plaguing me - locusts
stroke is - big, yep i'm huge
when i hunt for supplements like a workout "the nuge"
CHORUS
i look thin - can't be skinny
look like i called 1800 jenny
need to do some shrugs - i need to do many
like the counterpart of mickey mouse i feel mini
like a mini cooper, or a fiat 500
that's why i'm deadlifting, when weights hit the ground they thunder
i wonder what's next - oh yeah bench press
i'm relentless - releasing pent stress
haters defenseless - cause i'm upping the dosage
taking protein shakes - i drink the mostest
plus hydroxycut - to maintain my physique
when i look in the mirror i grin from cheek to cheek
i speak to the clerk at GNC
plus dodge the paparazzi like TMZ
to get my autograph there's a line like DMV
I don't look like a bag of bones which is abbreviated BOB
ad libbed outro
Re: bag of bones
You'll be a bag of bones by the end of the night
I'll take you out back and make you feel right
You'll be a bag of bones, yeah just putty in my palms
Knees'll go weak, screamin yeah that's the bomb [x2]
Baby grab the sheet, it's time for Halloween
Headin to the street to see this shallow scene
Ghouls and goblins everywhere, just like a dream
Yeah, you can call me Freddy, I'ma make you scream
Head to club where the black lights lights glow
Let's grab some grub and then we'll hit the flo'
Get dirty n rub, yeah that's a ho
I'm the alpha, you're the cub gettin ready for mo'
Yeah I got you in a trance, yeah in this deadly dance
Put your hands down your pants while you're hearin these chants
I'm the king, you're the pawn, and I'll watch your every move
And if you're hearin this song, yeah I know I'll never lose
So just follow me now and yeah, drink the purple punch
Let's hit the town, gettin ready for the lunch
I'm gonna eat you up because I'm big and bad
Yeah you're my riding hood, a bag of bones and glad
You'll be a bag of bones by the end of the night
I'll take you out back and make you feel right
You'll be a bag of bones, yeah just putty in my palms
Knees'll go weak, screamin yeah that's the bomb [x2]
You'll be a bag of bones by the end of the night
I'll take you out back and make you feel right
You'll be a bag of bones, yeah just putty in my palms
Knees'll go weak, screamin yeah that's the bomb [x2]
You're a maleable mess sinkin in the sand
But that was only a test, only part the plan
Like the Frankenstein monster, gotta understand
That' there's more to this life, more to bein a man
But the feel of the flesh fuckin flips me on
Electric so I'm fresh, nuttin to be wrong
So baby bend on down, let me see that thong
Livin in a ghost town, bag of bones so long
B-AG-BONE-S [x4]
You'll be a bag of bones by the end of the night
I'll take you out back and make you feel right
You'll be a bag of bones, yeah just putty in my palms
Knees'll go weak, screamin yeah that's the bomb [x2]
You'll be a bag of bones by the end of the night
I'll take you out back and make you feel right
You'll be a bag of bones, yeah just putty in my palms
Knees'll go weak, screamin yeah that's the bomb [x2]
I'll take you out back and make you feel right
You'll be a bag of bones, yeah just putty in my palms
Knees'll go weak, screamin yeah that's the bomb [x2]
Baby grab the sheet, it's time for Halloween
Headin to the street to see this shallow scene
Ghouls and goblins everywhere, just like a dream
Yeah, you can call me Freddy, I'ma make you scream
Head to club where the black lights lights glow
Let's grab some grub and then we'll hit the flo'
Get dirty n rub, yeah that's a ho
I'm the alpha, you're the cub gettin ready for mo'
Yeah I got you in a trance, yeah in this deadly dance
Put your hands down your pants while you're hearin these chants
I'm the king, you're the pawn, and I'll watch your every move
And if you're hearin this song, yeah I know I'll never lose
So just follow me now and yeah, drink the purple punch
Let's hit the town, gettin ready for the lunch
I'm gonna eat you up because I'm big and bad
Yeah you're my riding hood, a bag of bones and glad
You'll be a bag of bones by the end of the night
I'll take you out back and make you feel right
You'll be a bag of bones, yeah just putty in my palms
Knees'll go weak, screamin yeah that's the bomb [x2]
You'll be a bag of bones by the end of the night
I'll take you out back and make you feel right
You'll be a bag of bones, yeah just putty in my palms
Knees'll go weak, screamin yeah that's the bomb [x2]
You're a maleable mess sinkin in the sand
But that was only a test, only part the plan
Like the Frankenstein monster, gotta understand
That' there's more to this life, more to bein a man
But the feel of the flesh fuckin flips me on
Electric so I'm fresh, nuttin to be wrong
So baby bend on down, let me see that thong
Livin in a ghost town, bag of bones so long
B-AG-BONE-S [x4]
You'll be a bag of bones by the end of the night
I'll take you out back and make you feel right
You'll be a bag of bones, yeah just putty in my palms
Knees'll go weak, screamin yeah that's the bomb [x2]
You'll be a bag of bones by the end of the night
I'll take you out back and make you feel right
You'll be a bag of bones, yeah just putty in my palms
Knees'll go weak, screamin yeah that's the bomb [x2]