I got bones in my pockets
and they rattle when I walk
I got bones in my pockets
and they clatter when I talk
I got bones in my pockets
I shake them all around
I got bones in my pockets
I pull them out and throw them down
I got good bones for some
bad bones for others
depending on how I read them
be advised
I got bones in my pockets
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