Skeleton Songtext
von Willard Grant Conspiracy

There′s a big bird flying low
Across the open plain
There's a big wheel turning ′round
Where I left your name

If you turn this car around
Admit to a mistake
Find another road
They all look the same

And all I want to do
And all I want to do is
Ride
Ride
Ride
And all I want to do
And all I want to do
Put clothes on the skeleton


It's no good just standing there
Door is kicked, the lock is blown
Half of everything is gone
Half of everything I own

There's an element of truth
In all that′s said and done
With nothing left to lose
Like new clothes for a skeleton

And all I want to do
And all I want to do is
Ride
Ride
Ride
And all I want to do

And all I want to do is
Ride
Ride
Ride
And all I want to do
And all I want to do
Put clothes on the skeleton

Put clothes on the skeleton