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The best thing about me is there are no skeletons.

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Skeletons

(ian hunter/darrel bath/honest john plain)
(transcribed by adrian perkins; corrections by colin ford)
Bimbo, flirts, sluts in skirts - muscles brightly glisten
Conversation's full of filth - let's all have a listen
Oh dear oh dear we live in fear
Media bulbs a poppin'
If you're bent, they're on your scent
There can be no stoppin'
Peroxide blondes, vagabonds, into 'eavy metal
Your hair looks like its been done by a dyke with a score to settle
Mud needs raking, photos taken of your murky past
Haunts you, taunts you, love it don't you
Hey hey the gang's all here
Pimps 'n' pervs, straights 'n' queers
Enquiring minds want to sneer at the skeletons in your closet
Sunday morning in the park,
Down the pub or in the bath
We'll all have a good old laugh
At the skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
It's bloody marvellous - innit?
It's bloody marvellous - innit?
Juicy bits, saucy snips, there's gold in them there gutters
Blue rinse mob on the job, curtains all a-flutter
It's cheapo culture, bleeding ulcers, burnt out by the score
Lurid tales never fails to shock you to the core
Kinky boots 'n' rubbber suits,
It's all going on next door!
Caught you, taught you, love it don't you
If you've had your face re-done
If you spank your girlfriend's bum
We can all join in the fun
At the skeletons in your closet
What's the world coming to?
Ain't we got nothin' better to do?
To spend all day sifting through
The skeletons in your closet
Hey hey the gang's all here
Pimps 'n' pervs, straights 'n' queers
Enquiring minds want to sneer
At the skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet

song performed by Ian Hunter
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Skeletons (In Your Closet)

(ian hunter/darrel bath/honest john plain)
(transcribed by adrian perkins; corrections by colin ford)
Bimbo, flirts, sluts in skirts - muscles brightly glisten
Conversations full of filth - lets all have a listen
Oh dear oh dear we live in fear
Media bulbs a poppin
If youre bent, theyre on your scent
There can be no stoppin
Peroxide blondes, vagabonds, into eavy metal
Your hair looks like its been done by a dyke with a score to settle
Mud needs raking, photos taken of your murky past
Haunts you, taunts you, love it dont you
Hey hey the gangs all here
Pimps n pervs, straights n queers
Enquiring minds want to sneer at the skeletons in your closet
Sunday morning in the park,
Down the pub or in the bath
Well all have a good old laugh
At the skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Its bloody marvellous - innit?
Its bloody marvellous - innit?
Juicy bits, saucy snips, theres gold in them there gutters
Blue rinse mob on the job, curtains all a-flutter
Its cheapo culture, bleeding ulcers, burnt out by the score
Lurid tales never fails to shock you to the core
Kinky boots n rubbber suits,
Its all going on next door!
Caught you, taught you, love it dont you
If youve had your face re-done
If you spank your girlfriends bum
We can all join in the fun
At the skeletons in your closet
Whats the world coming to?
Aint we got nothin better to do?
To spend all day sifting through
The skeletons in your closet
Hey hey the gangs all here
Pimps n pervs, straights n queers
Enquiring minds want to sneer
At the skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet
Skeletons in your, skeletons in your, skeletons in your closet

song performed by Ian Hunter
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Skeletons In The Closet

Woah-oh, woah-oh
Skeletons in my closet
Woah-oh, woah-oh yeah
Skeletons in my closet
Skeletons in my closet
Skeletons in my shoes
Skeletons I can only see
I said woah-oh, woah-oh
I got skeletons in my closet
I said woah-oh, woah-oh yeah
Skeletons in my closet
Skeletons I can lose
Skeletons in my basement
Loitering on my streets
Wearing my best pajamas
Sandwiched between my sheets
I said woah-oh, woah-oh yeah
Skeletons in my closet
I said woah-oh, woah-oh yeah
Skeletons in my closet
Ooh, I see bones
I see bones, icy bones
Ooh, I see bones
Say say bones - say boys don't you see them bones?
Rattle them bones at midnight
Shaking my bed, no sleep
I find fingers in my coat pocket
Skeletons from the deep
I said woah-oh, woah-oh
I got skeletons in my closet
I said woah-oh, woah woah-oh
I got skeletons in my closet
Ooh, I see bones
I see bones, s-see bones
Ooh, I see bones
I see bones
Say boys don't you see them bones?
No?
Heart bones, leg bones, ankle bones, arm bones,
finger bones, dogie bones, head bones
Skeletons in my closet
They even know when I'm in my closet
It's my.. my closet
Not your closet
My closet
You can have it though
Alice we want you
Alice
Alice
A-Alice

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song performed by Alice Cooper
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Skeletons (home Demo)

I was following adventure, nothing mattered
And I knew best
I had a blood in my head, no one could shake it
Cause I knew best
But now I find
Remains of people that I left behind
I never took them once
I never, skeletons tell me hit me now and then
Because, skeletons to say I told you so again
Wish I'd done things differently
Cause skeletons don't set you free
I'd make a life for myself, I'd be a bigshot
Cause I knew best
I had high expectations, I was headstrong
And I knew best
All of my friends knew
What I was doing to the loving few
I know it's hard to chew
Cause never, skeletons tell me hit me now and then
Because, skeletons to say I told you so again
Wish I'd done things differently
Cause skeletons don't set you free
Well, all I wanted was fame to feed my ego
And I knew best
Cause when you're high on success you get impressed
And I knew best
I knew best

song performed by Xtc
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Skeletons

I was following adventure, nothing mattered
And I knew best
I had a blood in my head, no one could shake it
Cause I knew best
But now I find
Remains of people that I left behind
I never took them wise
And now the skeletons tell me hit me now and then
Here come the skeletons to say I told you so again
Wish Id done things differently
Cause skeletons dont set you free
Id make a life for myself, Id be a bigshot
Cause I knew best
I had high expectations, I was headstrong
And I knew best
All of my friends knew
What I was doing to the loving few
I know its hard to chew
Cause now the skeletons tell me hit me now and then
Here come the skeletons to say I told you so again
Wish Id done things differently
Cause skeletons dont set you free
Well, all I wanted was fame to feed my ego
And I knew best
Cause when youre high on success you get impressed
And I knew best
I knew best

song performed by Xtc
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Skeletons

Between yellow cranes groaning and bended
I saw people small as ants,
I saw people gather at skeletons of steel and concrete,

lost between ovens that cook glowing,
between hell-hot fires of iron and metal
I saw people struggle in the dusk

and this morning I came
past huge, long pipes that hiss like snakes
between yellow cranes groaning and bended.

Where white smoke are stoked through round chimneys
people were trapped and caged
between hell-hot fires of iron and metal

busy with their work as if dumb,
as if only machines with their humanity missing
I saw people gather at skeletons of steel and concrete,

through walls, doors and roofs that block off
lost in the circles that the city draws,
people were trapped and caged

with crying, screaming, gnashing machines everywhere
without any natural refreshment or relief
between yellow cranes groaning and bended

with tiredness, disconcert, alienation on every feature
they kept building
lost in the circles that the city draws.

Like beings coming from another planet,
ghosts just waiting for a coffin,
I saw people gather at skeletons of steel and concrete,

while some were clinging to black pipes
and children were laughing without concern
they kept building

on terrains with danger signs on the outside
without worrying, with there destiny determined.
Between yellow cranes groaning and bended
I saw people gather at skeletons of steel and concrete,

with their lives tinned, day and night
lost between ovens that cook glowing
and children were laughing without concern,
I saw people struggle in the dusk.

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poem by Gert Strydom
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Video Crime

Aint got room for charity
Skeletons man
Me, Im crawling with no cash
Chop it up
Me, Im looking for hot flesh
Chop it up
This skeletons mine
Chop it up
Chop it up
Blood on video-video crime
Video crime
Needles and pins and video crime
Video crime
Ive got dollars-Ive got sense
Wonder where the third world went
Aint got time for honeymoon
Chop it up
Trash time bundy, death row chic
Chop it up
Haunt this street from half past ten
Chop it up
Blood on video-video crime
Video crime
Needles and pins and video crime
Video crime
Late night cannibal-cripples decay
Just cant tear my eyes away
Aint got no room for charity
This skeletons mine
Aint got room for hollywood
Chop it up
Me, Im crawling with no cash
Chop it up
Blood on video-video crime
Video crime
Needles and pins and video crime
Video crime
Ive got dollars Ive got sense
Wonder where the third world went
Video crime
Chop it up
Video crime
Chop it up
Video crime
Chop it up
Video crime
Chop it up
Video crime
Chop it up

song performed by David Bowie
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How Bizarre Picasso's Guernica

had a strange bizarre idea
an explosive expression of force
a kind of Kung Fu high ya

to write split images
slicing Picasso's Guernica
are ambitious goals

‘Counting Skeletons
Maze Masterpiece War' cannon fodders
expendable human wave attacks

counting skeletons
military civilians animals
far too complex figures

for mind dumb numb critics
expecting classical critiques
lacking Geneva Conventions

tone deaf paint strokes
powerfully counting skeletons
symbolist blood cubism's

splitting images
is poetic cubism slices
shifting images

lenses
original concepts
shifts

heightened are purifications
lenses through looking glass
quality intensity frequencies

window frame shattered glass
reflects no light dust disembowels
nail polish veneer shade layers

behold I am the light sparks
cast upon yonder wall outpourings
what colours abuses decays?

images screaming ghosts
paper mache bull's horns
tearing apart peace dreams

bits of newspapers
blue shadings

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Then, you were supposed to discover the city, where they were. But because somebody like skeletons. And that they discovered that they were at a cheap price, we used too many skeletons all over the place, and the public got the wrong message.

quote by John Hench
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Powerless

You hid your skeletons when I had shown
you mine
You woke the devil that I thought you'd left
behind
I saw the evidence, the crimson soaking
through
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways
to lose
You hid your skeletons when I had shown
you mine
You woke the devil that I thought you'd left
behind
I saw the evidence, the crimson soaking
through
Ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways
to lose
And you held it all but you were careless to
let it fall
You held it all and I was by your side,
powerless

poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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A Haunting Fright

'twas the middle of fall
on a cold spooky night
the fog and the moon,
such an eerie sight!

witches with cats
flying in the air
broomsticks at hand
they give quite a scare!

Goblins and ghouls
put a shiver down my spine
as do skeletons
while they hang from a vine

wherewolves howl
at the sheen of the moon
as skeletons dance
to the awful tune

so just when you thought
that all you could see
the spirits are haunting
their silent plea

so i leave you to ponder
upon this dreadful thought
you think its all over
but i think not!

poem by Nicolette Anna
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Sceletons Of Society

Minutes seem like days
Since fire ruled the sky
The rich became the beggars
And the fools became the wise
Memories linger in my brain
Of burning from the acid rain
A pain I never have won

Nothing here remains
No future and no past
No one could foresee
The end that came so fast
Hear the prophet make his guess
That paradise lies to the west
So join his quest for the sun

Shades of death are all I see
Fragments of what used to be

The world slowly decays
Destruction fills my eyes
Harboring the image
Of a spiraling demise
Burning winds release they fury
Simulating judge and jury
Drifting flurries of pain

Deafening silence reigns
As twilight fills the sky
Eventual supremacy
Daylight waits to die
Darkness always calls my name
A pawn in this recurring game
Humanity going insane

Shades of death are all I see
Fragments of what used to be

Minutes seem like days
Corrosion fills the sky
Morbid dreams of anarchy
Brought judgement in disguise
Memories linger in my brain
Life with nothing more to gain
Perpetual madness remains

Shades of death are all I see
Skeletons of society
Fragments of what used to be
Skeletons of society

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song performed by Slayer from Seasons In The Abyss
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Autumn

Use our skeletons, absurdly laid across the ground
Write in the sandy beach: youth. Then carry the senile father upon your back
Endless daytime the direction broken off
Animal dread is filling our poetry

And whose voice can reach the autumn midnight a lasting discord
Conceal our skeletons, absurdly laid across the ground—
Autumn's already coming.
Not the faintness of pity or affection: autumn's already coming.

poem by Hai Zi (1987), translated by Gerald Maa
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She Has Skeletons In Her Closet

She doesn't want to admit who she is
Cause she has too many skeletons in her closet
She doesn't know that she's on a self-destructive path
But she doesn't even know it
She wanted to keep the relationship going,
but no one informed her it was over before it started
Cause she's not aware of her skeletons anymore
She thinks ignoring them will make them go away
Boy is she misinformed, but she didn't get the notice
She's gonna have a rude awakening
I wish i could be there to help her through it
But she fucked that one up
She had a clue but then she took a wrong turn
She's going to have a hard life
and no one can help her

(4-3-05)

poem by Brandi Young
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Skeletons Of Summer

Branches naked against skies of blue,
Skeletons all, with summer gone,
Stark and rigid, in morbid hue,
Oh, so sad now, to look upon.

Festive trees no longer seen,
Nothing softening to the eye,
Only memories of what has been,
Now the leaves have said 'goodbye'.

But once the spring comes into view,
These skeletons will live and thrive,
Those spreading arms will be clothed anew,
And once again become alive.

New buds will sprout from boughs so bare,
And will in time, exposed limbs, disguise,
Then a glorious show, nothing will compare,
With this vision of green, against clear blue skies.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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When the winter strip trees

When the winter strip trees, uncovering them to naked,
where they stay behind like stripped skeletons
with only here and there birds remaining,
the secret of survival is still hidden,

even when it becomes icy cold,
doves and sparrows still fly past.
When the winter strip trees, uncovering them to naked,
where they stay behind like stripped skeletons,

it is looking as if the season is making an assault
on everything living, nothing can escape it,
there are still flowers blooming,
as if protected against the cold they are keeping watch
when the winter strip trees, uncovering them to naked.

poem by Gert Strydom
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What the Chinese Would Say behind the Japs

they think they are greater
but look they use our characters
to write their own names, their own names! ! !
taking our lamps, our light to brighten up their own houses,
civilisation, their own souls,
originality, creativity thrown to the winds
and they talk about intelligence with us
these half schooled barbarians
who once ransacked our survival
waylaid our pride, like how Rome tore down
the Temple of Jerusalem, the Germans
exterminated the Jews............
the disciples who learnt morals only to sidetrack
their masters, our philosophers, to bury their corpses
in their gardens, flowers grown over them
but a corpse is a corpse! ! !
behind the beauty of everything Japanese
is but a corpse that each of them tries desperately to hide
the very thing that explains the obsession with cleanliness
but a corpse is a corpse
it is unpleasant and lives on
in the japanese mind to disturb them
if they let it hide in their soul
without proper atonement
and adherence to the master's teachings
rain, storm and earthquake would destroy the blooms
and expose the skeletons below them
the skeletons that refuse to be whitewashed

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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You Have Skeletons In Your Closet

A faithful presence kept within,
Isn't in need of outside intervention.
Or someone to assess the depth of it.

A faithful presence kept within,
Has been tested through one's experiences.
And not a piece of it is scattered,
To allow judgemental critique...
Others unconsciously,
Enjoy to see another in defeat.

A faithful presence kept within,
Reflects a strength in battles against opposition.
With an emotional bleeding,
One may feel but does not show.

'You are not perfect.
I've known and have seen what you've done.
You have skeletons in your closet.
Just like everyone.'

~Those skeletons.
Were they behind door number one, two or three?
And while you were whispering behind my back...
There's not an aspect of my life,
Hidden from the eyes of God who keeps contact.~

'I know you 'sin'.'

I never said I didn't
Or will not again.

A faithful presence kept within,
Isn't in need of outside intervention.
Or someone to assess the depth of it.
I am a work-in-progess.
And 'that' I don't pretend.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Skeltons In The Closet

We all have skeletons in the closet, that we all try to hide
but it is something that can’t be denied.
It may not be so severe, to a point that you
Just don’t care.
Or it may be something so drastically
That it would affect your life eventually.
It may have been a little lie to cover up a foul deed
Something that you hoped would not be seen.

It may have been cheating on a school test
Or picking up something that did not belong to you
And you figured what the hell, what can anyone do.

Having an affair with your best friends mate
And destroying their confidence and their faith,
Then turning around and lying to their face
Don’t you feel ashamed, don’t you feel disgrace.

What about when you lied to your parents
And said you was staying over a friends.
Then went out and partied all night
Got into words and then had a fight.
Then told your mother that you fell off the bed
And that was the reason your face was so red.

Aren’t these some of the skeletons that we try to hide
But sooner or later, they come outside.

poem by Louis Rams
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Wardrobe-skeletons

The perils of wardrobe skeletons
Holding keys to abandoned souls.
And hearts covered with lesions…
Rattling in self-confining asbos

Is a self-abuse shadowy iceberg?
That prohibits all natural warmth…
Whatever germinates is a stillbirth?
A trust, that's eventually abhorred.

Healing can only come from within,
Absolving doesn't arrive easily.
Neither does the strength to forgive.
Who wants to act - reasonably?

It's skeletons that should suffer
An eternity to loiter - unloved
Locked in their airless; lifeless, coffins
Conduit ice flows bumping abrupt.

poem by Mark Heathcote
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