Uncle Skeleton - Lee Ranaldo

We’re coming in for landing

All right, here we go

You have to shake the flesh off to open up the body’s door

You have to let the skeleton breathe

That’s the thing the skeleton’s for

So use a scalpel, use a knife, shuck the flesh off in a pile

You need to keep the skeleton entertained

You gotta make the skeleton smile

All right, we’re coming in for that landing

If flesh is a curtain, if flesh is a mask

If flesh is a love song to deceive

Skeleton waiting for a higher task

Mustn’t let the skeleton leave

The face bone’s connected to the hand bone

By the hand that the skeleton feeds

Then put that hand deep in your pocket

Don’t you know the skeleton’s go needs?

That’s right, he does

Now do they include you or not?

That is the question

Do they include you or not?

Lauren, lately I’ve been calling

What’s the likelihood that you’re still at this number?

I’m falling, the devil’s in there stalling

From across this ocean, I can still call Lauren

The face bone’s connected to the hand bone

Bite the hand that the skeleton feeds

The skeleton’s waiting in the wing

You mustn’t let the skeleton leave

So even if you’re tired of losing, maybe you believe in your skin

Lay down an easy card, better let the skeleton win

I’m calling to see if you’re still falling

I wonder if the same things are true that we said before

Now I feel I’m endless, soaring

Every night, it’s the same thing that you do, we fall, we fall

And then we call

We

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