Fat Man Skeletons In My Closet Lyrics

Skeletons In My Closet Lyrics

Forty-eight years of livin

An angel in disguise

Forty-eight years of
lovin

Smilin with my eyes

Forty-eight years of memories

Neatly
tucked away

When daylight dies, I hear them rise

And dance upon
their grave



Whats that sound

Comin from the dresser on a
night as black as pitch?

Whats that sound

Comin from the bureau, do
I dare turn on the switch?

Them bones, them bones, them dry bones

All bleached and deathly white

Ive got skeletons in my closet and

Theyre rattlin tonight



The cheat bones connected to deceit
bones

And thereby connected to lies

I-love-yous said
indiscriminately make the sockets for the eyes

The love bones knock
against the hate bones

And fingers click in time

There wont be
sleep for the weary tonight

Cause all those bones are mine



(Backgrounds)



Hup, Hup, theyre in my closet now

Hup, Hup,
Hup, Im trying to forsake em

Hup, Hup, theyre in my dresser now

Hup
Hup Hup, I wouldnt wanna wake em



Hup, Hup, theyre in my closet
now

Hup, Hup, Hup, Im trying to forsake em

Hup, Hup, theyre in my
dresser now

Hup Hup Hup, I wouldnt wanna wake em