Skeletons - The Parlotones

Standing like a saint, how that you’re on the other side

Has amnesia wiped clear your own troubled times?

To nibble on the fruits of the forest isn’t really a crime

Dismiss fabled folly of another man’s faith

The lore within your own, you deem as true and sane

By Toutatis, we’re all pretty much the same

Skeletons, skeletons

Shaking in the closet, shaking in the closet

They’re going to get out

Skeletons, skeletons

Shaking in the closet, shaking in the closet

They’re going to get out

Skeletons, skeletons

Shaking in the closet, shaking in the closet

They’re going to get out

Skeletons, skeletons

Shaking in the closet, shaking in the closet

They’re going to get out

Cosmetics override substance in the hunt

The hunt for romance and the dance of lust

Go on, smear your lipstick on

In this life’s game

There’ll be tears and champagne

The crowd will hover round

To applaud them falling down

The demise of the famous

Always gets a rousing ovation

Skeletons, skeletons

Shaking in the closet, shaking in the closet

They’re going to get out

Skeletons, skeletons

Shaking in the closet, shaking in the closet

They’re going to get out