"Bag O' Bones" as written by Christopher C. Caffery and Steven Broderick....
Looking back over the chosen path
Every race that you have run
Every regret and piece of ass you hit
You rather sorry Bag of Bones

Son of a, son of a
There was no getting over
Some of us, some of us
Got a silver spoon
Son of a, son of a
Take the things really easy
None of us, none of us
Gonna heal your wounds

[Chorus:]
Look at you now
The sun it's goin' down
Watch as you fall
Now you're all just a bag of bones

Hunched on top with the fruits of you
A wooden nickel for your pain
Every step by the book
Still a company crook
A worthless trip down memory lane
Son of a, son of a
There was no getting over
Son of us, son of us
Got a silver spoon
Son of a, son of a
Take the things really easy
None of us, none of us
Gonna heal your wounds

[Chorus:]

Son of a, son of a
There was no getting over
Some of us, some of us
Got a silver spoon
Son of a, son of a
Take the things really easy
None of us, none of us
Gonna heal your wounds

[Chorus:]
Now you're all just a bag o'bones
Now you're all just a bag of bones

You may be rich, but you're a son of a bitch


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"Bag O'Bones" as written by Steven Broderick Christopher C. Caffery

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