There's so many things   To feel and see while you're awake   They're just out of reach   Out of grasp   Yeah out of reach   And just as many; maybe more   The minute that you sleep   So I got to throw my preach   Skeleton breath   Scorpion blush   I have a crush on your skeleton   Watch out unsuspecting stranger   You'll fall off the log   Headfirst into dreams   End up screaming   This will comb the wolf   And that will comb the fog   What will peen the rain   What will preen the hog   Oh you mean earth   And hell over you   And laugh at your tire tracks   If you get up   Skeleton makes good