Skeletons (12" Version)

Skeletons in your closet...

Skeletons in your closet
Itchin' to come outside
Messin' with your conscience
And the way your face can't hide
Ooh, things are gettin' real funky
Down at the old corral
And it's not the skunks that are stinkin'
It's the stinkin' lies you tell

What did your mama tell you about lies?
She said it wasn't polite to tell a white one
What did your daddy tell you about lies?
He said one white one turns into a black one

So, it's gettin' ready to blow
It's gettin' ready to show
Somebody shot off at the mouth and
We're gettin' ready to know
It's gettin' ready to drop
It's gettin' ready to shock
Somebody done turned up the heater
And it's gettin' ready to pop

(I am not ashamed of anything in my professional or personal conduct)
What?
(Uh, I think I got some good lawyers here)
Mmm...
(I believe the president was also out of the loop)
Say what?

(I'm absolutely content with my actions, I...)
Mmm, mmm, mmm
(The truth, the whole truth, nothing but the truth, so help you God)
(The United States has not made concessions)
(To those who hold our people captive in Lebanon)
Wow

Crevices in your pantry
Now what do we have in here?
Havin' a daytime nightmare
Has always been your biggest fear
Oh, things are gettin' real crucial
Up the old wazoo
Yet you cry, "Why am I the victim?"
When the culprit's Y-O-U, oh

What did your mama tell you about lies?
She said it wasn't polite to tell a white one
What did your daddy tell you about lies?
He said one white one turns into a black one

So, it's gettin' ready to blow
It's gettin' ready to show
Somebody shot off at the mouth and
We're gettin' ready to know
It's gettin' ready to drop
It's gettin' ready to shock
Somebody turned up the heater
And, uh, it's gettin' ready to pop

It's gettin' ready to seep
You're gettin' ready to freak
Somebody done picked up the talk box
They gettin' ready to speak
It's gettin' ready to jive
It's gettin' ready to gel
Somebody done gone let the lid off
And, ah, it's gettin' ready to smell

They're gettin' ready to deal
You're gettin' ready to ill
Somebody done just dropped the big dime
They're gettin' ready to squeal
It's gettin' ready to turn
We're gettin' ready to learn
Somebody done fired up the brimstone
You're gettin' ready to burn

It's gettin' ready to shake
You're gettin' ready to ache
Somebody snitched to the news crew
It's gettin' ready to break
You're gettin' ready to lie
They're gettin' ready to spy
Somebody been put on the hot seat
They're gettin' ready to fry