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MR. BONES song lyrics
by Michael Ian Sattler and Joel Sattler

Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
where do you sleep?

Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
why do you weep?

You keep all those pretty things
all of your whisperings
locked up in the deep

Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
what do you eat?

Your limbs can't take much more,
your grave's ready for the door
you've sown and now you reap

They lie in wait, every day
to tell you are wrong,
The Beans, The Beans you cry,
their awful awful song
Mr. Bones
Mr. Bones
Mr. Bones
Mr. Bones

They call you mad,
they call you crazy,
they say you've
lost your mind,
But you keep yelling, Nay!
you tell them not to pray
They are the ones
who are left behind!

Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
are you insane?

Your teeth are cut,
your arms are gone,
and you have no brain.

Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
why do you
eat your heart?

Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
Mr. Bones, Mr. Bones,
you say because I like it
and because it's mine

Your pretty things,
they are in pain
the whole damn world
has gone insane

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