Drum And Bone
Elvis Costello And The Imposters
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Maybe we're nothing but skin and bone
Flare and rubber, eyes that blubber
Teeth that bite, hands that slide
And I'm trying to do the best I can
But I'm a limited, primitive kind of man
Maybe we're nothing but skin and bones
Nerves that shatter, tongues that flatter
Lips that mutter, lashes that flutter
Mouths are dusting and whips are ripe
Twice as vicious as the words I type
Under a ribbon of every stripe
There's a grip that tightens
A dark that frightens
A wire that crackles, a fear that shackles
And I'm trying to do the best I can
But I'm a limited, primitive kind of man
And when that kind of creation
Becomes a fine fixation
All of a sudden we're the parts forbidden
Because they are forbidden
Beneath the hide of pain you find a soul of stain
While fists still beat and hearts mis-seat
And I'm trying to do the best I can
But I'm a limited, primitive kind of man
Maybe we're nothing but a drum and drone
Gonna beat it 'til I get unknown
Take some skin, stretch it tight
Make myself up overnight
Maybe this is nothing but drum and drone
Gonna beat it 'til I get unknown
Dig my fin, kick up some stink
Find myself a brand new kink
Prick that berry and squeeze the ink
Scratch out all of the words I think
Before your very eyes can blink
And I'm trying to do the best I can
But I'm a limited, primitive kind of man