Robyn Hitchcock - The bones in the ground

Oh ^EVera my ^Bsweet I would ^Doffer you some ^Ameat In ex^Echange for a ^Bgood loaf of ^Awax I would ^Esmear it on ^Byou And on ^Dall your apples ^Atoo If I ^Ethought it would ^Bhelp you ^Arelax

But the ^Ebones in the ^Bground Well they ^Dnever make a ^Asound And the ^Ebones in the ^Bground are all ^Afine And the ^Ebones in the ^Bair Well they ^Dhaven't got a ^Acare And the ^Ebones in the ^Bair are all ^Amine

Oh ^Eshiny Maur^Been Won't you ^Dtell me where you've ^Abeen And I'll ^Ework out where ^Byou should be ^Anow In a ^Ecluster of ^Bapes That do ^Drub themselves with ^Agrapes You'll be ^Etied to the ^Bback of a ^Acow

But the ^Ebones in the ^Bground Well they ^Dnever make a ^Asound And the ^Ebones in the ^Bground are all ^Afine And the ^Ebones in the ^Bwind Lord have ^Dmercy how they ^Agrinned And the ^Ebones in the ^Bwind are all ^Amine

Oh ^EPaula-Lorr^Baine Won't you ^Dcomment on my ^Asprain And I'll ^Eshave you in ^Bsome cozy ^Achurch I don't ^Ecare what you're ^Bcalled I just ^Dwant to shave you ^Abald And I'll ^Eknow that I've ^Bfinished my ^Asearch

But the ^Ebones in the ^Bground Well they ^Dnever make a ^Asound And the ^Ebones in the ^Bground are all ^Afine And the ^Ebones in the ^Bair Well they ^Dsing a rattling ^Aair And the ^Ebones in the ^Bair are all ^Amine ^E