Song | The Skeleton Song - Album Version (Explicit) |
Artist | The Mighty Mighty Bosstones |
Album | Pay Attention |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Barrett, Gittleman ... | |
One day my skeletons appeared | |
And I knew where they were coming from | |
Hung by a rope I volunteered | |
And I never thought the day would come | |
Some boundaries I once overstepped | |
Shortcomings I must now accept | |
Secrets that could not be kept | |
I wish my skeletons had slept | |
You're not being honest really | |
You're really not and ought to be | |
Take an honest look at yourself | |
Try a little honesty | |
To further add to my demise | |
Demons never exorcised | |
Appeared before my very eyes | |
To no one's just my own suprise | |
A scenario just so surreal | |
Demons once so well concealed | |
Were now throughout my whole ordeal | |
So real and painfully revealed | |
You're not being honest really | |
You're really not and ought to be | |
Take an honest look at yourself | |
Try a little honesty | |
You're not being honest really | |
And honestly you've never been | |
You ought to take a look at yourself | |
Let the honesty begin | |
In flew the accusations, the razor-toothed insinuations | |
Each ghost my own creation, and every monster my invention | |
Beasts they came to burden, hell I let whatever stirred in | |
And I couldn't get a word in, at this unearthly intervention | |
They let up when they knew they got through | |
They knew I'd never be the same | |
With little left to say or do | |
They left as quickly as they came | |
The life was scared half out of me | |
Some way somehow I survived | |
A part of me was proud of me | |
The day my skeletons arrived | |
You're not being honest really | |
You're really not and ought to be | |
Take an honest look at yourself | |
Try a little honesty,try a little honesty |
zuo ci : Barrett, Gittleman ... | |
One day my skeletons appeared | |
And I knew where they were coming from | |
Hung by a rope I volunteered | |
And I never thought the day would come | |
Some boundaries I once overstepped | |
Shortcomings I must now accept | |
Secrets that could not be kept | |
I wish my skeletons had slept | |
You' re not being honest really | |
You' re really not and ought to be | |
Take an honest look at yourself | |
Try a little honesty | |
To further add to my demise | |
Demons never exorcised | |
Appeared before my very eyes | |
To no one' s just my own suprise | |
A scenario just so surreal | |
Demons once so well concealed | |
Were now throughout my whole ordeal | |
So real and painfully revealed | |
You' re not being honest really | |
You' re really not and ought to be | |
Take an honest look at yourself | |
Try a little honesty | |
You' re not being honest really | |
And honestly you' ve never been | |
You ought to take a look at yourself | |
Let the honesty begin | |
In flew the accusations, the razortoothed insinuations | |
Each ghost my own creation, and every monster my invention | |
Beasts they came to burden, hell I let whatever stirred in | |
And I couldn' t get a word in, at this unearthly intervention | |
They let up when they knew they got through | |
They knew I' d never be the same | |
With little left to say or do | |
They left as quickly as they came | |
The life was scared half out of me | |
Some way somehow I survived | |
A part of me was proud of me | |
The day my skeletons arrived | |
You' re not being honest really | |
You' re really not and ought to be | |
Take an honest look at yourself | |
Try a little honesty, try a little honesty |
zuò cí : Barrett, Gittleman ... | |
One day my skeletons appeared | |
And I knew where they were coming from | |
Hung by a rope I volunteered | |
And I never thought the day would come | |
Some boundaries I once overstepped | |
Shortcomings I must now accept | |
Secrets that could not be kept | |
I wish my skeletons had slept | |
You' re not being honest really | |
You' re really not and ought to be | |
Take an honest look at yourself | |
Try a little honesty | |
To further add to my demise | |
Demons never exorcised | |
Appeared before my very eyes | |
To no one' s just my own suprise | |
A scenario just so surreal | |
Demons once so well concealed | |
Were now throughout my whole ordeal | |
So real and painfully revealed | |
You' re not being honest really | |
You' re really not and ought to be | |
Take an honest look at yourself | |
Try a little honesty | |
You' re not being honest really | |
And honestly you' ve never been | |
You ought to take a look at yourself | |
Let the honesty begin | |
In flew the accusations, the razortoothed insinuations | |
Each ghost my own creation, and every monster my invention | |
Beasts they came to burden, hell I let whatever stirred in | |
And I couldn' t get a word in, at this unearthly intervention | |
They let up when they knew they got through | |
They knew I' d never be the same | |
With little left to say or do | |
They left as quickly as they came | |
The life was scared half out of me | |
Some way somehow I survived | |
A part of me was proud of me | |
The day my skeletons arrived | |
You' re not being honest really | |
You' re really not and ought to be | |
Take an honest look at yourself | |
Try a little honesty, try a little honesty |