Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)
Intro:
Bm
Verse 1:
A
Salutations
B A
From a greater northwest alley and
B A
Reservations
B A
At the Cosa Nostra steakhouse, 8 P.M
Chorus:
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
F# Bm
I'm turnin' into some dust, I'm turnin' into some bats
Verse 2:
A
Medication
Bm A
And the way your eyes look into me
B A
Lubrication
B A
Can you turn off all the lights so I can’t see?
Chorus:
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
F# Bm
I'm dressin' up like a crow, I'm turnin' into some rats
Bridge:
D A# B D A#
B
X-O, X-O, X-O, X-O
A
X-O, X-O, X-O, X-O!
Solo:
D G D G D G
F#
Yeah!
Chorus:
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
F# Bm
I'm drowning innocent wolves, I'm dressing up like a cat
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
D G
You got your rickety bones, I got my rickety hands
F#
So fucking old
I’m so fucking alone Last updated:
