All About the Bones

Consider your high station

Think about your fame

All of your creation

Depending on your frame

Ain't no doubt about it

Flesh can set the tone

But when you get down to the rhythm

Man, you get right down to the bone

All about the bones

All about the bones

All about the bones

All about the bones

Some will make you stronger

Others make you tall

But don't make no bones about it, man

You got some don't work at all

Some will make you ugly

Others make you smile

It don't matter, they all clatter, yeah

When they end up on the pile

It's all about the bones

All about the bones

All about the bones

All about the bones

Grim reaper comes a-calling

Says it's time to go

You say, "Okay, I'm coming," yeah

You're moving mighty slow

Then you say, "I don't belong here

They told me I was saved"

He points one bony finger

He says, "Get back in your grave"

It's all about the bones

All about the bones

All about the bones

All about the bones

Now down at the graveyard

You got your headstone

With your names and all your numbers, yeah

But there ain't nobody home

It says, "Here lies the body

Body that be none

Used to be somebody

Now it's nothing but the bones"

It's all about the bones

All about the bones

All about the bones

All about the bones

The bones

All about the bones

The bones

Right from the beginning

It was all about the bones