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Wake up, Flanagan, the bartender's comin'He says there's someone hereWho means to do us harm--Sound the alarm, it's the man with the skeleton arms--------Ten years ago on Hogsback MountainThe flames was roaring like a lion in a fountainThe trees were burning, too many to count 'emAnd trapped in the middleWith fire all around him, was a man... Flanagan and I was out camping that dayWe started our fire with turpentine and hayThe wind was howlin' so I guess we should have knownThat the flames was gonna get blown across the land--------Two days later when the fire died outFlanagan and I went rootin' aboutFor to find a little dinner of roasted critter,Blackened blackbird eggs and pine-cone frittersThat was how we happened on the badly burned manHe was yelpin' for help and so we each grabbed a handThinking we'd be heroes if we dragged him back home,We pulled, but pulled the flesh right offa the bone--------Letras de cancionesNow of all the mad people, that guy was the maddestHe pulled a bone across his throatAnd pointed right at usTen years on the lam from that skeletal manHe's sworn his revenge, we've heard his sinister plan: He'll string us up by our hands and lift us over a vatAnd dip us up to our elbows in boiling fatIt's like an eye for an eye, but ninety-nine times worseHe wants to do to us what we did to him,Except in reverse... From Letras Mania