Tilt head back but don't swallow We're sinking fast the mast because this leaky ship is past its prime Here we go on the Bone Ossified but not quite dried, our leather faces weather My avian bones are they're hollow The milk I drank was just a prank from blank faces that I have not yet
Hey there Mr. Driver, where are you us to? Lugging all our dusty bones across the English Hey there Mr. Driver, what is our 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 just one day
that you wanted to say, anything that you wanted to talk about I hope you said it cuz your jaw don't anymore that you wanted to hear, anything that you wanted to listen to I hope you heard it cuz your ears don't work Anything that you see, anything that you wanted to look upon I hope you saw it cuz your eyes work anymore Any that you wanted to go, any place that you wanted to travel to I hope you went cuz the Bone Wagon takes you now
We've got our place in and space unto the charnel house we be delivered 'Til then we can dance, we could dance, we should dance, it all on the floor We can dance, we could dance, we should dance, leave it all on the
Resting never until forever, pay the price to the Bone Wagon 'Til we can dance, we could dance, we should dance, leave it all on the floor We can dance, we dance, we should dance, leave it all on the floor
A price was paid for this one way A silver tongue and a worth living The countdown comes with drums You get the thumbs up to leave this Carefully steered to the bag of bones tears through the heavens The Bone Rocket as it lurches for the peaks As the darkness Charon whispers softly,
And all he said was, "Take your seat so we can complete what you repeat" And all he was, "Buckle up, we're blasting 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 stream laser beams Dearly from the land of the living vapor trails of memories All in the wake of history The timelessness is As we the rings of Saturn As nears the light of years Hides behind mind, then Charon whispers softly,
And all he said was "Watch your step: you can't compete with two feet You're on your own with and stones cuz what you cast will come back home Keep what you but the Reaper knows what you sowed when you sold your soul down a black hole
Bones collide as the rides As Charon guides, our vector's solid Our ends as we descend Delivered to the hall of souls are rent from marrow spent Time to retire bones so weary The Bone returns again To the of men, no rest for Charon
And here we goes, the end of the road...the road the name of which knows Out past the point of no return you'll meet the fate you have earned You can't outrun the Bone Wagon. In the hot, hot sun my bones rattle on the Wagon!