I sailed my way around the cloudy storm of God
With my addiction to the sky
And I found comfort when I'm talking to myself
I want another day to die
I heard the lonesome whislte
I heard the nightbird sing
The coldest breath from the darkest friend
And I know what he brings
Here comes Mr. Rattle-Shakin' Bones
He's a stone cold killer here to take me home
They say no one know where the cold wind blow
It's from the mouth of Mr. Rattle-Shakin' Bones
I'm out of luck, I'm out of time
Stretched out anf fucked, I'm on the line
Here come Mr. Rattle-Shakin' Bones
Stone cold killer, gunna send me home
Here come Mr. Rattle-Shakin' Bones
Some might take their chances for the reaper to pass by
I don't know that dance, I want another day to die
I loaded up the twelve gauge
I was barricaded in
He walked right through the fucking wall
Said let the games begin
I am Mr. Rattle-Shakin' Bones
I'm a stone cold killer, here to take you home
No voodoo child, no loaded gun
Going to stop Mr. Shakin'-Bones from his fun
Some might take their chances for the reaper to pass by
I don't know that dance, I want another day to die
Some may look to reason when they catch his eye
In the killing season, I WANT, another day to die
I beg you pardon Mr. Bones and ask the question why
There's still some things I need to do, I want another day to die
There's a shitload I've got left to do, I want another day to die
So when you do your daily count, and count your bodies high
I beg your pardon Mr. Dead, count on me another day to die
Don't stop me now, oh I'm much too high
Hey another day to die
Another day to die