The skeleton in the cupboard
Is standing there to see you
He hasn't any brains left
But there's something in their place
He's always there
Waiting round the corner
Making any ordinary day
Change it's face
He tries to drag me down
All the time
And make no bones about it
I don't doubt it that a dog could have a better life
The cat has just had kittens
And the dog has caught distemper
They help me to remember all my life
I've had to save
Now I know it's not worthwhile
Continuing the present
The only pleasant dream I have
Is rotting in a grave
Yes you can drag me down
Anytime
For make no bones about it
I don't doubt it that a dog could have a better life.
Writer(s): Ian Baird Ellis, Harry Hughes, William Edward Ritchie
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