Tilt your head back but don't swallow
We're sinking fast above the mast because this leaky ship is past its prime
Here we go on the Bone Wagon
Ossified but not quite dried, our leather faces weather places
My avian bones are weak they're hollow
The milk I drank was just a prank from blank faces
that I have not yet thanked
Hey there Mr. Driver, where are you carting us to?
Lugging all our dusty bones across the English countryside
Hey there Mr. Driver, what is our destination?
Do you follow constellations or do you know this route by heart?
Hey there Mr. Driver, I'm helpless on your wagon
Keep me from the vultures for just one more day
Anything that you wanted to say, anything that you wanted to talk about
I hope you said it cuz your jaw don't work anymore
Anything that you wanted to hear, anything that you wanted to listen to
I hope you heard it cuz your ears don't work anymore
Anything that you wanted see, anything that you wanted to look upon
I hope you saw it cuz your eyes don't work anymore
Any place that you wanted to go, any place that you wanted to travel to
I hope you went cuz the Bone Wagon takes you home now
We've got our place in time and space unto the charnel
house we be delivered
'Til then we can dance, we could dance,
we should dance, leave it all on the floor
We can dance, we could dance, we should dance, leave it all on the floor
Resting 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 floor
We can dance, we could dance, we should dance, leave it all on the floor
A price was paid for this one way stay:
A silver tongue and a life worth living
The countdown comes with funeral drums
You get the thumbs up to leave this planet
Carefully steered to the atmosphere
This bag of bones tears through the heavens
The Bone Rocket creaks as it lurches for the peaks
As the darkness nears Charon whispers softly,
And all he said was, "Take your seat so we can complete
what you can't repeat"
And all he said was, "Buckle up,
we're blasting off and this could get rough"
And all he said was, "Take this time to reflect on
your crimes and the worms that you burned"
The stars all stream like laser beams
Dearly departed from the land of the living
With vapor trails of memories
All shimmering in the wake of history
The timelessness is meaningless
As we surpass the rings of Saturn
As Pluto nears the light of years
Hides behind your mind, then Charon whispers softly,
And all he said was "Watch your step: you can't compete with two left feet
You're on your own with sticks and stones cuz what
you cast will come back home
Keep what you reap but the Reaper knows what you sowed
when you sold your soul down a black hole
Bones collide as the Wagon rides
As Charon guides, our approach vector's solid
Our journey ends as we descend
Delivered to the hall of Hades
Where souls are rent from marrow spent
Time to retire these bones so weary
The Bone Wagon returns again
To the land of men, no rest for Charon
And here 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 have earned
You can't outrun the Bone Wagon.
In the hot, hot sun my bones rattle on the Bone Wagon!
We're sinking fast above the mast because this leaky ship is past its prime
Here we go on the Bone Wagon
Ossified but not quite dried, our leather faces weather places
My avian bones are weak they're hollow
The milk I drank was just a prank from blank faces
that I have not yet thanked
Hey there Mr. Driver, where are you carting us to?
Lugging all our dusty bones across the English countryside
Hey there Mr. Driver, what is our destination?
Do you follow constellations or do you know this route by heart?
Hey there Mr. Driver, I'm helpless on your wagon
Keep me from the vultures for just one more day
Anything that you wanted to say, anything that you wanted to talk about
I hope you said it cuz your jaw don't work anymore
Anything that you wanted to hear, anything that you wanted to listen to
I hope you heard it cuz your ears don't work anymore
Anything that you wanted see, anything that you wanted to look upon
I hope you saw it cuz your eyes don't work anymore
Any place that you wanted to go, any place that you wanted to travel to
I hope you went cuz the Bone Wagon takes you home now
We've got our place in time and space unto the charnel
house we be delivered
'Til then we can dance, we could dance,
we should dance, leave it all on the floor
We can dance, we could dance, we should dance, leave it all on the floor
Resting 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 floor
We can dance, we could dance, we should dance, leave it all on the floor
A price was paid for this one way stay:
A silver tongue and a life worth living
The countdown comes with funeral drums
You get the thumbs up to leave this planet
Carefully steered to the atmosphere
This bag of bones tears through the heavens
The Bone Rocket creaks as it lurches for the peaks
As the darkness nears Charon whispers softly,
And all he said was, "Take your seat so we can complete
what you can't repeat"
And all he said was, "Buckle up,
we're blasting off and this could get rough"
And all he said was, "Take this time to reflect on
your crimes and the worms that you burned"
The stars all stream like laser beams
Dearly departed from the land of the living
With vapor trails of memories
All shimmering in the wake of history
The timelessness is meaningless
As we surpass the rings of Saturn
As Pluto nears the light of years
Hides behind your mind, then Charon whispers softly,
And all he said was "Watch your step: you can't compete with two left feet
You're on your own with sticks and stones cuz what
you cast will come back home
Keep what you reap but the Reaper knows what you sowed
when you sold your soul down a black hole
Bones collide as the Wagon rides
As Charon guides, our approach vector's solid
Our journey ends as we descend
Delivered to the hall of Hades
Where souls are rent from marrow spent
Time to retire these bones so weary
The Bone Wagon returns again
To the land of men, no rest for Charon
And here 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 have earned
You can't outrun the Bone Wagon.
In the hot, hot sun my bones rattle on the Bone Wagon!
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