[Verse 1]
It's late night down in brooklyn
Damn cold but I don't care
They even got a blues band and smoke fills up the air
Our love is getting fiesty and the fear got to my blood stream
Shovel time in old new york the band is going down
[Chorus]
Bone bucket blues
A no no no no
A yeah yeah yeah yeah
A no no no no
[Verse 2]
The cloud is getting rowdy
And soon they'll be digging in
The waitress talking smoothly the southern sidewalk air
Talks of getting burning
My venom in my blood stream
Grease is dripping off my hands while the band plays once again
Bring it on the working
It's bad but you can't stop
Smoke is sweet and tasty
Why you need to wash it down
It's showdown afterparty no need to keep it fancy
Grease is dripping from my hands are they still paying an eye
[Chorus]
Bone bucket blues
A no no no no
A yeah yeah yeah yeah
A no no no no
A yeah
A no no no no
A yeah yeah yeah yeah
A no no no no
A no no no no
A yeah yeah yeah yeah
A no no no
Whou yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah