To k** A King - Bones lyrics

Angels met the ape God made his mistake Held a magnifying gla** To his face He burned, burned, burned, burned Burned, burned, burned us all He burned boys and men Credit cards and Volkswagens Buses and prams Virgos and virgins Syphilis victims, cancer patients Mothers, fathers, and Americans alike Hold my hand, I fear this is the end Every night I'll dream my dreams afraid Oh, these are my bones These are my bones These are my bones broken Matters you do not mind He burned Playboys and Pringles And playin' song charts Hippies, accountants, and donor hearts Packed in ice for some poor sod to steal He burned books of learning and books of lust Tattered copies of enduring love He spent too many sleepless nights To read Hold my hand, I fear this is the end Every night I'll dream my dreams afraid Oh, these are my bones These are my bones These are my bones broken [x8]