Lyrics Skin and Bones - Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

Skin and Bones

Skin and Bones
And a broken nose
What happened last night here?
Why do I sit now staring at a wall half-naked on a table of metal?
What a tightrope joke!
What a pretty prostitute!
In a saintly Italian film
She makes me want to lie down, makes me want to want to feel better
So, you left the racetrack with your wedding ring tucked away between your
thighs
Saying that, «I want to be destroyed with the furniture and the mice,
destroyed in the fire, destroyed in the fire.»
Considering how wrong it can all go, it is not important
Nothing’s wrong
The spaceship comes from inside!
It’s time to collect yourself
Why not collect yourself?
Why not forget?
Oh, Emily, is it time now to go home?
Fare-thee-well to the crutch and to the broken bone
Touch, Touch, Touch
Meet me just outside of town
At a diner that never closes
Take this trash bag
Filled with half-finished songs and the hole in my sweater
When sometimes it gets so that I cannot think
Christ, cigarette, be still!
Is it time to grow a beard and address myself in the mirror as though
addressing a stranger?
See the stars above us are telling us nothing, no mystery, no order
The fish net broke above the water
Let us let them escape, we should let them escape, let us let them escape
And as the hours go swimming to new terror
And another fair-weather friend disintegrates like all the others
Oh, what can I do?
Oh, what can I say?
Oh, how should I feel when I don’t want to go home?
Oh, Emily, is it time now to go home?
Fare-thee-well to the crutch and to the broken bone