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Lazy bones strewn around the room There will be no flame to consume The unspeakable carnage they wrought All done up, posed on the bed It went to my head when you said I had never looked better than that Lazy bones Lazy bones Lazy bones Lazy bones Pulled apart and bleached by the sun It's never much fun when you come To conclusions to late As the rainwater drips through The steel drainage grate And the fruits of your labors All rot on your plate You're left with sticks and stones Aus Songtexte Mania