The Bones Songtext / Lyric

They are throwing away the bones

There are soldiers on the street

The Emperor's on the phone...

Some people mustn't meet



They're throwing away the bones

There was this poet now she's dead

They're burying the bones

All who saw the Emperor naked



But Eddy he's alright

He put the cash in Switzerland

He's flying there tonight

Praise God, Democracy and Parliament






They are digging up the bones

The Emperors limo's on the street

Yeah they're digging up the bones

Important people are discreet



They are digging up the bones

I swear this child will lose his head

The Emperor puts away the phone

\"Alles klar... kein problem now\" he said



And Eddy's alright

Gold bullion and cash to spare

He'll spend some there tonight

On this girl who lets him do weird shit to her



They are throwing away the bones

There are hit men on my street

And Eddy's on the phone

Some people mustn't meet



Come what may

They'll be back some day

From Blue Bayou