THE BONES

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THE BONES: The rare Up-Tempo MURDER BALLAD.   And really, if anything it's a MASS MURDER ballad.  Maybe a little much, maybe more than you want to hear.  But it'll take you on a journey somewhere dark.  Hope it's worth the trip...

lyrics

Your raven hair was a challenge
Your lips a Strawberry Starburst® threat
And when you looked your look my way
Your look was damp and dripping wet

Underneath your lashes
Long and thick as worms
Flamed your icy icicle eyes
They blistered me up in cold third degree burns

This could be a problem
Yeah, could be a problem
I got a little problem
Yeah

Your fingernails were pointed
Sharp as ebony violin bows
And when you ran them down my back
The blood ran down in rows

Skin as white as parchment
Felt cool to the touch
And when I slipped the knife in
How could I know you would scream so much?

This could be a problem
Yeah, could be a problem
I got a little problem
Yeah

The bones . . .

The bones . . .

Dig a hole
And fill it in
Feel the pull
And start again

Dig a hole
And fill it in
Feel the pull
And start again

Jenny Lee was twenty-one
And Audrey was the little one
Tiny had the short brown hair
I see their faces everywhere
Penny’s folks were out of town
The night I brought the hammer down
Cindy Lee and Lindy Lou
And Lindy’s little sister, too

Polly looked like Clara Bow
Somewhere out in Idaho
Betty Bates stayed out too late
She’s buried on the interstate
There’s this thing
You should’ve known . . .

Don’t sit under the apple tree
With anyone like me
Anyone like me no, no, no
Anyone like me no, no, no
Don’t sit under the apple tree
With anyone like me
Or you may never get home

Twelve full moons have ripened
Time flown like an agony bat from hell
I tried to stop the voices
But they ring in my head like a doomsday bell

Fathers, watch your daughters
Men, lock up your wives
They still ain’t found the bones yet
And I still got my sticking knife

The bones . . .

The bones . . .

credits

from FAT LOT OF GOOD, released October 14, 2016
Music, lyrics & lead vocals: K. Mulroney.

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Cranky George Los Angeles, California

We're an LA based band, featuring Pogues accordionist, James Fearnley, brothers Kieran & Dermot Mulroney (formerly of The Low & Sweet Orchestra), noted music producer Brad Wood, and Sebastian Sheehan Visconti. Our debut album, FAT LOT OF GOOD - featuring lullabies, sea shanties, murder ballads & foot-stompers - tells stories of desire, love, loss, cruelty, ruination and pity. Made with mischief. ... more

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