Jacknife Blues

Underneath my home Lies a bag of broken bones Sacred and alone So peaceful and unknown And when the bones break out They begin to walk about I gotta let them out, I gotta let them out Let the right ones out, out, let the right ones out Dancing through the night I realise we're much alike We always do decide To drink throughout the night But when I hang a sign on the door of my abode Neighbours alwaysI know, we're happy and alone Ahhhha Let the right ones out, Ahhha let the right ones out Hear me mama, hear me mama, hear me alone I got a dagger in my pocket and a bag full of bones I got a really bad monkey who is ready to ride Just to keep alive Hear me mama, hear me mama, hear me alone I got a dagger in my pocket and a bag full of bones Ahhhha, Ahhhhhha