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Hey! Give me a listen you corpses of cheer |
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At least those of you who still got an ear |
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I'll tell you a story that'll make a skeleton cry |
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Of our own jubiliciously lovely corpse bride |
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BONE BOYS |
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Die, die we all pass away |
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But don't wear a frown 'cause it's really okay |
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And you might try and hide |
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And you might try and pray |
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But we all end up the remains of the day |
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (that's right) |
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Yeah yeah yeah |
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BONEJANGLES |
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Well our girl is a beauty known for miles around |
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When a mysterious stranger came into town |
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He's plenty good-looking, but down on his cash |
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And our poor little baby, she fell hard and fast |
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When her daddy said no, she just couldn't cope |
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So our lovers came up with a plan to elope |
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BONE BOYS |
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Die, die we all pass away |
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But don't wear a frown 'cause it's really okay |
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And you might try and hide |
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And you might try and pray |
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But we all end up the remains of the day |
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
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Yeah yeah yeah |
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(Oh, that's right. |
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Okay. Oh, yeah. |
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Come on, boys, pick it up |
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Yeah. Like it. |
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Okay, Chancy, take it. |
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Yeah. Yeah! That's nice |
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Yeah!) |
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BONEJANGLES |
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So they conjured up a plan to meet late at night |
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They told not a soul, kept the whole thing tight |
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Now, her mother's wedding dress fit like a glove |
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You don't need much when you're really in love |
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Except for a few things, or some told |
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Like the family jewels and a satchel of gold |
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Then next to the graveyard by the old oak tree |
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On a dark foggy night at a quarter to three |
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She was ready to go, but where was he? |
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BONE BOYS |
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And then? |
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BONEJANGLES |
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She waited |
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BONE BOYS |
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And then? |
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BONEJANGLES |
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There in the shadows, was it her man? |
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BONE BOYS |
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And then? |
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BONEJANGLES |
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Her little heart beat so loud |
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BONEBOYS |
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And then? |
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BONEJANGLES |
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And then baby, everything went black |
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Now when she opened her eyes she was dead as dust |
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Her jewels were missing and her heart was bust |
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So she made a vow lying under that tree |
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That she'd wait for her true love to come set her free |
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Always waiting for someone to ask for her hand |
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When out of the blue comes this groovy young man |
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Who vows forever to be by her side |
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And that's the story of our own corpse bride |
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BONE BOYS |
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Die, die we all pass away |
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But don't wear a frown 'cause it's really okay |
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And you might try and hide |
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And you might try and pray |
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But we all end up the remains of the day |