This is the story of your red right ankle 

And how it came to meet your leg 

And how the muscle bone and sinews tangled 

And how the skin was softly shed 

And how it whispered, 

"Oh, adhere to me for we are bound by symmetry 

And whatever differences our lives have been 

We together make a limb" 

This is the story of your red right ankle 



This is the story of your gypsy uncle 

You never knew cause he was dead 

And how his face was carved an ripped with wrinkles 

In the picture in your head 

And remember how you found the key 

To his hide-out in the Pyrenees, 

But you wanted to keep his secret safe, 

So you threw the key away? 

This is the story of your gypsy uncle 



This is the story of the boys who loved you 

Who love you now and loved you then 

And some were sweet and some were cold and snuffed you 

And some just layed around in bed 

And some, they crumbled you straight to your knees 

Did it cruel, did it tenderly 

Some they crawled their way into your heart 

To rend your ventricles apart 

This is the story of the boys who loved you 

This is the story of your red right ankle