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[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Salutations
From a greater northwest alley and
Reservations
At the Cosa Nostra steakhouse 8 P.M
[Chorus]
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
I'm turnin' into some dust I'm turnin' into some bats
[Verse 2]
Medication
And the way your eyes look into me
Lubrication
Can you turn off all the lights so I can’t see?
[Chorus]
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
I'm dressin' up like a crow I'm turnin' into some rats
[Bridge]
X-O X-O X-O X-O
X-O X-O X-O X-O!
[Solo]
Yeah!
[Chorus]
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
I'm drowning innocent wolves I'm dressing up like a cat
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
You got your rickety bones I got my rickety hands
So fucking old
I’m so fucking alone
(supprime les barrés)