Throw Your Bones Away

Tin can Old shoe Dirty leather boot Money problems Black banana Rotten fruit I've got stink lines Yeah I got stink lines You can smell em You can smell em Smell em, stink lines The end is coming Don't mean a fucking thing to me Napkin, old receipt The fish is crab meat Two dead batteries Cat fancy magazine It's all just old trash It's all just old trash You can see it You can see it See it, old trash It's always coming Don't mean a fucking thing to me The end is coming Throw your fucking bones away Throw your bones away Throw your bones away Throw your bones away Throw your throw your bones away Throw your bones away Throw your bones away Throw your bones away Throw your throw your bones away