lyrics
Thank you for being here, nothing to fear
It’s just the end of the road, at least you’re not alone
Party’s just beginning when it’s time to go
It’s getting kinda cold, guess you should know
We’re here the rest of the week, the storm is rolling in
And now it’s only getting colder and the crowd that’s holding flowers goes
“Oooo, ahhh, that’s what I call a real light show”
They go “Oooo, ahhh, play me a funeral march”
We’re the skeleton crew
Who do you think you are?
And we dance, rattle, rattle bones you buried in the backyard
We’re the skeleton crew
Who do you think you are?
And we dance, rattle, rattle bones you buried in the backyard
I’m never out of breath, that’s pretty nice,
It’s just the roll of the dice, and then eventually,
Rhythm kickin’ so hard your heart explodes,
So give it all you’ve got, it’s gonna pop,
There is a time and a spot, a day for you to rot,
I’d say your guess is good as mine so everybody fall in line and sing
“Oooo, ahhh, that’s what I call a real light show”
They go “Oooo, ahhh, play me a funeral march”
We’re the skeleton crew
Who do you think you are?
And we dance, rattle, rattle bones you buried in the backyard
We’re the skeleton crew
Who do you think you are?
And we dance, rattle, rattle bones you buried in the backyard
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