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Bone Wagon Lyrics - Singles - Abominable Slowmen

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!