Skeleton House
Looking out at the yard
Them flower beds going hard
Hey now, we're living the dream
Pretty excellently
I seen the skeleton walking the hall
He's got a medium build, bout six feet tall
Saying something about life flying by
Saying something about everything he had
Was gone in the blink of an eye
Oh, maybe he's right
Oh, maybe I'm wasting too much time
I've got this feeling at the end of the day
A kind of feeling like I'm slipping away, my baby
I can't stand it
I can't get my head around it
Something kind of crazy, I can't figure it out
It's like I'm living in a skeleton house, my baby
I can't take it
Not sure I'm going to make it
Staring out at the street
A real horror show scene
I seen a hand coming out of the ground
A dark cloud forming on top of the town
I seen the writing now on the wall
Making patterns out on the floor
Ain't it funny how time goes by
Ain't it funny how everything you had
Was gone in the blink of an eye
Oh, maybe he's right
Oh, maybe I'm wasting too much time
I've got this feeling at the end of the day
A kind of feeling like I'm slipping away, my baby
I can't stand it
I can't get my head around it
Something kind of crazy, I can't figure it out
It's like I'm living in a skeleton house, my baby
I can't take it
Not sure I'm going to make it
Them flower beds going hard
Hey now, we're living the dream
Pretty excellently
I seen the skeleton walking the hall
He's got a medium build, bout six feet tall
Saying something about life flying by
Saying something about everything he had
Was gone in the blink of an eye
Oh, maybe he's right
Oh, maybe I'm wasting too much time
I've got this feeling at the end of the day
A kind of feeling like I'm slipping away, my baby
I can't stand it
I can't get my head around it
Something kind of crazy, I can't figure it out
It's like I'm living in a skeleton house, my baby
I can't take it
Not sure I'm going to make it
Staring out at the street
A real horror show scene
I seen a hand coming out of the ground
A dark cloud forming on top of the town
I seen the writing now on the wall
Making patterns out on the floor
Ain't it funny how time goes by
Ain't it funny how everything you had
Was gone in the blink of an eye
Oh, maybe he's right
Oh, maybe I'm wasting too much time
I've got this feeling at the end of the day
A kind of feeling like I'm slipping away, my baby
I can't stand it
I can't get my head around it
Something kind of crazy, I can't figure it out
It's like I'm living in a skeleton house, my baby
I can't take it
Not sure I'm going to make it
Credits
Writer(s): Kirby Parker
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