Paroles Skin and Bones de Flashy Python

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Textes et Paroles de Skin and Bones



Skin and Bones
And a broken nose,
What happened last night here?
Why do I sit now staring at a wall half-naked on a table of metal?

What a tightrope joke!
What a pretty prostitute!
In a saintly Italian film
She makes me want to lie down, makes me want to want to feel better

So, you left the racetrack with your wedding ring tucked away between your thighs,
Saying that, I want to be destroyed with the furniture and the mice, destroyed in the fire, destroyed in the fire.
Considering how wrong it can all go, it is not important,
Nothing's wrong,
The spaceship comes from inside!
It's time to collect yourself,
Why not collect yourself?
Why not forget?

Oh, Emily, is it time now to go home?
Fare-thee-well to the crutch and to the broken bone

Touch, Touch, Touch,

Meet me just outside of town
At a diner that never closes,
Take this trash bag
Filled with half-finished songs and the hole in my sweater

When sometimes it gets so that I cannot think,
Christ, cigarette, be still!
Is it time to grow a beard and address myself in the mirror as though addressing a stranger?

See the stars above us are telling us nothing, no mystery, no order,
The fish net broke above the water,
Let us let them escape, we should let them escape, let us let them escape,
And as the hours go swimming to new terror,
And another fair-weather friend disintegrates like all the others,
Oh, what can I do?
Oh, what can I say?
Oh, how should I feel when I don't want to go home?

Oh, Emily, is it time now to go home?
Fare-thee-well to the crutch and to the broken bone

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