Eucalyptus drive1995On the outskirts of CotatiIn the middle of the nightWe got a thirty year-old bottleGot our drinking feet on the throttleIf we finish this before two,We gotta go downtown to the little corner storeAcross from the eight ballAnd then Christa said,"This is how they playIn county lock-down'bout a mile outside of my old hometown"Prison bones'Cause nothing else mattersThe rattle and the clatterOh, coming from the bone-yard in the middle of the kitchen tableWe're all young and ableTo tunnel outta hereIf it wasn't for the whiskey and the beerAnd the prison bonesIt's an old man's gameIt's a parlor trickIt's holding me togetherThink I'm feelin' sick, sick, sickI wanna see a movieI wanna race stock carsI need to see the Grand CanyonWell this game has got me behind barsPrison bones'Cause nothing else mattersThe rattle and clatterOh, coming from the bone-yard in the middle of the kitchen tableAll young and ableTo tunnel outta hereIf it wasn't for the whiskey and the beerAnd the prison bonesPrison bonesPrison bonesPrison bones(for the live version of the song, repeat the first half of the song)
