Muddy Bones - New York Dolls

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Around the world

It’s a bloody mess

It’s a permanent apocalypse

Come on, dig me baby

I can’t go on like this

This world is fulla muddy bones

Hear 'em talkin' on their telephones

Everybody’s startin'

To figure out what’s goin' on

In a bubble all their life

A bubble full up of grief and strife

Heirs of the flagellants

Spreadin' that joy around

This world is fulla muddy bones

Hear 'em talkin' on their telephones

Everybody’s startin'

To figure out what’s goin' on

Waitin' for little elves

If we don’t try to help ourselves

Never gonna know

Just how helpless we are

Yeah, muddy bones

This world is fulla muddy bones

Hear 'em talkin' on their telephones

Everybody’s startin'

To figure out what’s goin' on

We all so friggin' naive

All the concepts we believe

While all a them grifters

Was sellin' us salvation

Creation has been fleeced

Yeah, it’s a bloody mess

Yeah, a permanent apocalypse

Yeah, the bloody bones

Yeah, yeah, yeah, muddy bones

The muddy bones

The muddy bones

A yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah