Prison Bones

Eucalyptus drive
 1995
 On the outskirts of Cotati
 In the middle of the night
 We got a thirty year-old bottle
 Got our drinking feet on the throttle
 If we finish this before two,
 We gotta go downtown to the little corner store
 Across from the eight ball
 And then Christa said,
 "This is how they play
 In county lock-down
 'bout a mile outside of my old hometown"
 Prison bones
 'Cause nothing else matters
 The rattle and the clatter
 Oh, coming from the bone-yard in the middle of the kitchen table
 We're all young and able
 To tunnel outta here
 If it wasn't for the whiskey and the beer
 And the prison bones
 It's an old man's game
 It's a parlor trick
 It's holding me together
 Think I'm feelin' sick, sick, sick
 I wanna see a movie
 I wanna race stock cars
 I need to see the Grand Canyon
 Well this game has got me behind bars
 Prison bones
 'Cause nothing else matters
 The rattle and clatter
 Oh, coming from the bone-yard in the middle of the kitchen table
 All young and able
 To tunnel outta here
 If it wasn't for the whiskey and the beer
 And the prison bones
 Prison bones
 Prison bones
 Prison bones
 (for the live version of the song, repeat the first half of the song)