Was it something I said That bruised or broke your fragile skin, my friend? But how could I Have known the dead would be so sensitive? The cretin king has risen from the shallow dirt we buried him To save us from bereavement for his warm beloved temperament Come down, give up the stones you're casting at me So sad, with every throw your bones heard cracking For a skeleton, you've got a lot to say It's such a shame that no one's listening I think your skeletons, they've got a lot to say Now what made you think it means shit to me? Was it something I did That summoned up the living dead again To criticize Is so remiss of walking skeletons The cretin king has risen, built a monument to fools again To save us from bereavement for his warm beloved temperament Come down, give up the stones you casted at me So sad, such a sad, sad song, with every throw your bones heard cracking For a skeleton, you've got a lot to say It's such a shame that no one's listening I think your skeletons, they've got a lot to say Now what made you think it means shit to me? Why you insist upon keeping one foot out the grave, I'll never know It's lonely in death, but just think of the breath that you'll save It gets old For a skeleton, you've got a lot to say It's such a shame that no one's listening I think your skeletons, they've got a lot to say Now what made you think it means shit to me?