Brittle bones,
you stand alone.
Tie off your shoes
and warm your toes.
Start the aim,
but no one's there.
And the sun is going
down, down, down.
Broken piece,
your aiming sweeps.
Shake the night,
til the morning's light.
Stamp the sound,
to the ground.
And the waves
finally made the weather come here.
Down, the body here is finally gone somehow.
And the world is spinning
round, round, round.
Straight to the bottle,
you're falling down.
And it all goes down.
Wade, better has found
a lazy way down your throat.
Oh, the barkers now
are kindly calling out.
And the sun is going
down, down, and down.
you stand alone.
Tie off your shoes
and warm your toes.
Start the aim,
but no one's there.
And the sun is going
down, down, down.
Broken piece,
your aiming sweeps.
Shake the night,
til the morning's light.
Stamp the sound,
to the ground.
And the waves
finally made the weather come here.
Down, the body here is finally gone somehow.
And the world is spinning
round, round, round.
Straight to the bottle,
you're falling down.
And it all goes down.
Wade, better has found
a lazy way down your throat.
Oh, the barkers now
are kindly calling out.
And the sun is going
down, down, and down.