There's so many things

To feel and see while you're awake

They're just out of reach

Out of grasp

Yeah out of reach

And just as many; maybe more

The minute that you sleep

So I got to throw my preach

Skeleton breath

Scorpion blush

I have a crush on your skeleton

Watch out unsuspecting stranger

You'll fall off the log

Headfirst into dreams

End up screaming

This will comb the wolf

And that will comb the fog

What will peen the rain

What will preen the hog

Oh you mean earth

And hell over you

And laugh at your tire tracks

If you get up

Skeleton makes good