Tilt your head but don't swallow We're sinking fast above the mast because leaky ship is past its prime we go on the Bone Wagon Ossified but not quite dried, our faces weather places My avian bones are they're hollow The I drank was just a prank from blank faces that I have not yet thanked
Hey there Mr. Driver, are you carting us to? Lugging all our dusty bones across the English Hey there Mr. Driver, is our destination? Do you follow constellations or do you know this route by Hey Mr. Driver, I'm helpless on your wagon Keep me from the vultures for one more day
Anything you wanted to say, anything that you wanted to talk about I hope you said it cuz your jaw don't work Anything that you wanted to hear, anything that you wanted to to I you heard it cuz your ears don't work anymore Anything that you wanted see, anything that you to look upon I hope you saw it cuz eyes don't work anymore Any place you wanted to go, any place that you wanted to travel to I hope you cuz the Bone Wagon takes you home now
We've got our place in time and space unto the charnel house we be 'Til then we can dance, we could dance, we should dance, it all on the floor We can dance, we could dance, we dance, leave it all on the floor
never until forever, pay the price to board the Bone Wagon 'Til then we can dance, we could dance, we should dance, leave it all on the We can dance, we could dance, we dance, leave it all on the floor
A was paid for this one way stay: A silver tongue and a life worth The countdown with funeral drums You get the up to leave this planet Carefully to the atmosphere bag of bones tears through the heavens The Bone Rocket as it lurches for the peaks As the darkness nears Charon softly,
And all he said was, "Take your seat so we can complete what you repeat" And all he said was, "Buckle up, we're off and this could get rough" And all he said was, "Take this to reflect on your crimes and the worms that you burned"
The stars all like laser beams Dearly departed the land of the living With trails of memories All shimmering in the wake of The is meaningless As we surpass the of Saturn As Pluto nears the of years Hides behind your mind, Charon whispers softly,
And all he said was "Watch step: you can't compete with two left feet You're on your own with and stones cuz what you cast will come back home Keep what you reap but the Reaper knows you sowed when you sold your soul down a black hole
Bones collide as the Wagon As Charon guides, our approach solid Our ends as we descend Delivered to the of Hades Where souls are rent from marrow Time to retire these bones so The Bone Wagon again To the land of men, no for Charon
And here we goes, the end of the road...the road the name of which nobody Out past the point of no return you'll meet the fate that you earned You can't outrun the Wagon. In the hot, hot sun my bones rattle on the Bone Wagon!