Tilt your head but don't swallow We're sinking fast above the mast because this leaky 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 faces that I have not yet thanked
Hey there Mr. Driver, where are you us to? Lugging all our bones across the English countryside Hey there Mr. Driver, what is our Do you follow constellations or do you know route by heart? Hey Mr. Driver, I'm helpless on your wagon Keep me from the vultures for just one day
Anything that you to say, anything that you wanted to talk about I you said it cuz your jaw don't work anymore Anything that you wanted to hear, anything that you to listen to I hope you heard it cuz your ears don't anymore Anything that you wanted see, anything that you wanted to look I you saw it cuz your eyes don't work anymore Any place that you wanted to go, any place that you to travel to I hope you went cuz the Bone Wagon you home now
We've got our place in time and unto the charnel house we be delivered 'Til then we can dance, we could dance, we dance, leave it all on the floor We can dance, we dance, we should dance, leave it all on the floor
Resting never until forever, pay the to board the Bone Wagon '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
A price was for this one way stay: A silver and a life worth living The comes with funeral drums You get the thumbs up to leave this Carefully steered to the This bag of tears through the heavens The Bone creaks as it lurches for the peaks As the darkness Charon whispers softly,
And all he said was, "Take your so we can complete what you can't repeat" And all he said was, "Buckle up, we're blasting off and could get rough" And all he said was, "Take this time to on your crimes and the worms that you burned"
The stars all like laser beams departed from the land of the living With vapor trails of All shimmering in the of history The timelessness is As we the rings of Saturn As nears the light of years Hides behind your mind, then Charon softly,
And all he said was "Watch your step: you can't compete with two feet You're on your own with sticks and stones cuz what you cast come back home Keep what you reap but the Reaper knows what you sowed when you sold your down a black hole
collide as the Wagon rides As Charon guides, our approach vector's Our journey ends as we to the hall of Hades Where souls are rent from marrow Time to retire these so weary The Bone returns again To the land of men, no for Charon
And we goes, the end of the road...the road the name of which nobody knows Out past the point of no return you'll meet the fate that you earned You can't outrun the Bone Wagon. In the hot, hot sun my bones on the Bone Wagon!