I read it in a book in school   I read it with 'Janet and John'   No matter how you know the man   You can't trust what he's on   Sometime later when he's on his own   What once was muscle is now bone      I see a skull on a stick   I see a skeleton with skin   I'm getting by just the best I can   While you're directing traffic      You can't judge a man by his skin   Or a book by the cover it's in   But I can't help feel it's true   The devil's got a hand on you      In a world of laughter   Where the [] life   Showing up []   From the inside      I see a skull on a stick   I see a skeleton with skin   I'm getting by just the best I can   While you're directing traffic      I see a skull on a stick   I see a skeleton with skin   I'm getting by just the best I can   While you're directing traffic   [repeat x1]