Wednesday, March 28, 2007

`Mr Bone-Skeleton Graveyard Manager`

-i remember the simple times, when simple minds saved us from the mister
-bone skeleton graveyard manager, preying on our innocent souls
-hear me now, believe me later, when youre working his graveyard shift
-your weary bones they cry out loud, `whatever happened to that little kid?`

-thats why i sing this song, you can sing along, if you do so please but puddin wont you
-call your mom, because she worries, about your wandering soul both night and day
-ive been away, up and down and around for far too long now
-but thats allright, mama its just my wandering ways