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Meg: Rag and bone! Jack: Rag and bone! Meg: Rag and bone! Jack: Rag and bone! Meg, look at this place Meg: What? Whoo! Jack: This place is like a mansion! It's like a mansion! Look at all this stuff! Meg: I don't know. Jack: Look, I see something over there. SongtexteMan . . . Well can't you hear we're selling rag and bone? Bring out your junk and we'll give it a home A broken trumpet or a telephone Come on, come on, come on, come on and give it to me Yeah Come on, come on, come on, come on and give it to me Rag and bone Rag and bone Come on, come on, come on, come on and give it to me I'll have your pretty Your pretty little rags and bones Well, man, look at all this. You don't want it? Meg: What is that? Jack: You sure you don't want it? If it's just things that you don't want, I can use 'em Meg can use 'em. We can do something with 'em. We'll make something out of 'em. Make some money out of 'em, at least. Hey, if you ain't gonna use it, just give it to us. We'll give it a home. Well, have they got something shiny for me? Anybody got a Christmas tree? Can you part with a toilet seat? A jump up, a jump up, a jump up, come on and give it to me Rag and bone We wanna get it, granny, while it's hot You think it's trash, granny, but it's not We'll be taking whatever you got A give up, a give up, a give up, come on and give it to me Whoo! All of your pretty, your pretty little rags and bones Meg: I saw some stuff in your yard, are you gonna give it to us? Jack: Aww, Meg, don't be rude. Meg: Or not . . . Jack: They might need it. If you don't want it, we'll take it; if you don't want to give it to us, we keep walking by. Keep going, we're not tired. Got plenty of places to go, lots of homes we ain't been to yet. West side, southwest side, middle-east, rich house, dog house, outhouse, old folks house, house for unwed mothers, halfway homes, catacombs, twilight zones. Looking for techniques, turntables to gramophones. So take a last lick of your ice cream cone. And lock up what you still want to own. But please be kind. And don't rewind. All of your pretty, your pretty little rags and bones. Yeah! Your pretty little rags and bones Jump up, jump up, jump up, come on and give it to me Oh, your pretty little rags and bones Come on, come on, come on, come on and give it to us Yeah! Oh, yeah! Yeah! Meg: Yeah! Both: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah! (Thanks to Muero for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania