"She's got him in a tin
So happy fat and so happy thin
So she keeps him in a tin
And she's seven
Knows heaven
Tell me where I'm from
Tell me where I failed
Tell me where I'm from
Tell me where I failed
Well I know those eyes and I know those bones
Yeah I've seen your eyes now I want those bones
Yeah I know your eyes and I want those bones
Yeah I know those eyes and I want your bones
Where is this coming from?
Prototype loving here
So she keeps him in a tin
Tell me where I'm from
Tell me where I failed
Tell me where I'm from
Yeah you could tell me where I failed
See I know those eyes now I want those bones
Yeah I know your eyes and I want those bones
Yeah I know those eyes and I want those bones
Yeah I need those eyes and I need those bones
Oh the feel, oh the form
Oh the feel, oh the form
See I know those eyes now I want your bones
Yeah I need those eyes and I know your bones
Yeah I know those eyes now I want your bones
Yeah I know those eyes and I want those bones
See I know your eyes and I need your bones
Well I feast on those eyes
And I'll feast on those bones, baby
"