If you're ever in need of a plumber you ought to call on Graveyard Jones. He's mighty handy with a plunger and if you listen real close you can hear confessions in the rattling of his bones.
Well I'm listening...
And I heard: "I was here when people still told stories. It was back in the days when they still had feet. Forget about everything you've heard until now. Walking and talking were the ways that a human being got around."
Well I'm walking...
And I followed old Jones down to his graveyard. There was a shovel sticking out of the ground. And that voice said "sonny, well you better dig... because the way things are looking up here there is nowhere else to go but down."
Well I'm digging...down, down, down.
And I saw that people once had bodies quite different from what we have now.
Every single part had a function connected by an unmelodious yet harmonious effervescent sound.
Well I'm singing...singing, singing, singing...for Graveyard Jones.
Well I'm listening...
And I heard: "I was here when people still told stories. It was back in the days when they still had feet. Forget about everything you've heard until now. Walking and talking were the ways that a human being got around."
Well I'm walking...
And I followed old Jones down to his graveyard. There was a shovel sticking out of the ground. And that voice said "sonny, well you better dig... because the way things are looking up here there is nowhere else to go but down."
Well I'm digging...down, down, down.
And I saw that people once had bodies quite different from what we have now.
Every single part had a function connected by an unmelodious yet harmonious effervescent sound.
Well I'm singing...singing, singing, singing...for Graveyard Jones.