Skeleton In Fancy Shoes

I've been through these halls a thousand times before
A thousand and one and now my feet are getting sore
I put some money away in case I needed help
Too bad I can't reach it's on the highest shelf

Strike the fuse to blast to me straight to hell
What a shame, I've got so much left to tell

This guy's flaming tonight
Back alley dumpsters and everything will be alright
Maybe he's too drunk to lose
Hand in hand with a skeleton in fancy shoes

I step out of the dark, a wasteland of despair
I've been confused for so long but I know that life ain't fair
Staring down the barrel of a loaded bong
I thought I knew you well but I've never been so wrong

Strike the fuse to blast me straight to hell
What a shame, I've got so much left to tell

This guy's flaming tonight
Back alley dumpsters and everything will be alright
Maybe he's too drunk to lose
Hand in hand with a skeleton in fancy shoes

Craft wine and fancy beer
Growing pains which we all fear
Daring stunts and dirty lies
My best friend's been crucified

This guy's flaming tonight
Back alley dumpsters and everything will be alright
Maybe he's too drunk to lose
Hand in hand with a skeleton in fancy shoes
This guy's flaming tonight
Back alley dumpsters and everything will be alright
Maybe he's too drunk to lose
Hand in hand with a skeleton in fancy shoes



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Writer(s): John Doris
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