Prison Bones Lyrics

Matt The Electrician Prison Bones

Eucalyptus drive
1995
On the outskirts of Cotati
In the middle of the night

We got a thirty year-old bottle
Got our drinking feet on the throttle
If we finish this before two,
We gotta go downtown to the little corner store
Across from the eight ball

And then Christa said,
"This is how they play
In county lock-down
'bout a mile outside of my old hometown"

Prison bones
'Cause nothing else matters
The rattle and the clatter
Oh, coming from the bone-yard in the middle of the kitchen table
We're all young and able
To tunnel outta here
If it wasn't for the whiskey and the beer
And the prison bones

It's an old man's game
It's a parlor trick
It's holding me together
Think I'm feelin' sick, sick, sick

I wanna see a movie
I wanna race stock cars
I need to see the Grand Canyon
Well this game has got me behind bars

Prison bones
'Cause nothing else matters
The rattle and clatter
Oh, coming from the bone-yard in the middle of the kitchen table
All young and able
To tunnel outta here
If it wasn't for the whiskey and the beer
And the prison bones
Prison bones
Prison bones
Prison bones

(for the live version of the song, repeat the first half of the song)