This is a song for Carol
You're into Japanese fast food
And I drop you off with your Japanese lover
And you're going to the beach all day
You're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me
You so pretty when you're unfaithful to me
You're looking like
You've got some sun
Your blistered lips
Have got a kiss
They taste a bit like everyone
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Your bones got a little machine
You're the bone machine
I was talking to preachy-preach about kissy-kiss
He bought me a soda
He bought me a soda
He bought me a soda and he tried to molest me in the parking lot
Yep, yep yep yep
I think you're pretty
You make me hard
Your island skin
Looks Mexican
Our love is rice and beans and horses lard
Your bones got a little machine
You're the bone machine
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Your bones got a little machine
You're into Japanese fast food
And I drop you off with your Japanese lover
And you're going to the beach all day
You're so pretty when you're unfaithful to me
You so pretty when you're unfaithful to me
You're looking like
You've got some sun
Your blistered lips
Have got a kiss
They taste a bit like everyone
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Your bones got a little machine
You're the bone machine
I was talking to preachy-preach about kissy-kiss
He bought me a soda
He bought me a soda
He bought me a soda and he tried to molest me in the parking lot
Yep, yep yep yep
I think you're pretty
You make me hard
Your island skin
Looks Mexican
Our love is rice and beans and horses lard
Your bones got a little machine
You're the bone machine
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Your bones got a little machine
Lyrics submitted by riffic, edited by mikipod, McKean, Colonel_Viper, Lusanders, namenottaken
Bone Machine Lyrics as written by Charles Thompson
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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This song fits in well with a lot of Charles' early themes of women of loose morals (whores), obscure culture (Japanese fast food) and generally macabre stuff.
I think "rice and beans in horse's lard" specifically refers to the diet Charles has often spoken of subsisting on when he lived for a short time in Puerto Rico. He even named his publishing company Rice and Beans Music because of this. It's hard to tell what he is saying about "our love" with that metaphor, though. Is he saying our love nourishing and simple or is it boring and a bit disgusting? Who knows. I don't think it should matter too much, but it sounds cool which is really the point.
By the way, I'm pretty sure that the line written here as "the days are lit like everyone" should actually be "they taste a bit like everyone" referring to her blistered (herpetic?) lips. I have a dvd of a live performance of this song and it seems pretty clear that is what is being said. It seems to fit better with the theme too. You know, her lips taste like she's been unfaithful to him with "everyone."
The idea that "preachy-preach" refers to the japanese lover and that "molest" means beating up just doesn't seem to fit for me.
the verse that starts off with "i was talking to peachy peach..." is from the girls perspective. trying to defend her actions. ie."he tried to molest me in the parking lot" she claims she was only there since he bought her a soda.
" She's getting all tarted up for this other guy etc.
The bone machine i always thought of as a guy who has sex a lot, but that doesnt fit in with the rest of the song. Also the bit about being moletsted in a parkign lot?? WTF? its funny though