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Tragically Hip Little Bones Lyrics
Total views: 2 times this week / Rating: 7.39/10 [23 votes]Album: Road Apples / Original Release Date: 1991-02-15Genre: RockSong Duration: 4 min 45 sec
TRAGICALLY HIP
- Little Bones Lyrics / with translationsIt gets so sticky down here
Better butter your cue finger up
It's the start of another new year
Better call the newspaper up
Two fifty for a hi-ball
And buck and a half for a beer
Happy hour, happy hour
Happy hour is here
The long days of Shockley are gone
So is football Kennedy style
Famous last words were taken all wrong
Wind up on the very same pile
Two fifty for a decade
And a buck and a half for a year
Happy hour, happy hour
Happy hour is here
I can cry, beg and whine
To every rebel I find
Just to give me a line
I could use to describe
They'd say
"Baby eat this chicken slow
It's full of all them little bones"
Baby eat this chicken slow
It's full of all them little bones
So regal and decadent here
Coffin cheaters dance on their graves
Music, all it's delicate fear
Is the only thing that don't change
Two fifty for an eyeball
And a buck and a half for an ear
Happy hour, happy hour
Happy hour is here
Well, nothing's dead down here, just a little tired
Nothing's dead down here, it's just a little tired
Nothing's dead down here, it's just a little tired
Nothing's dead down here, it's just a little tired
Oh baby eat this chicken slow
It's full of all them little bones
Oh baby eat this chicken slow
It's full of all them little bones
Little bones, full of all them
Little bones
Better butter your cue finger up
It's the start of another new year
Better call the newspaper up
Two fifty for a hi-ball
And buck and a half for a beer
Happy hour, happy hour
Happy hour is here
The long days of Shockley are gone
So is football Kennedy style
Famous last words were taken all wrong
Wind up on the very same pile
Two fifty for a decade
And a buck and a half for a year
Happy hour, happy hour
Happy hour is here
I can cry, beg and whine
To every rebel I find
Just to give me a line
I could use to describe
They'd say
"Baby eat this chicken slow
It's full of all them little bones"
Baby eat this chicken slow
So regal and decadent here
Coffin cheaters dance on their graves
Music, all it's delicate fear
Is the only thing that don't change
Two fifty for an eyeball
And a buck and a half for an ear
Happy hour, happy hour
Happy hour is here
Well, nothing's dead down here, just a little tired
Nothing's dead down here, it's just a little tired
Nothing's dead down here, it's just a little tired
Nothing's dead down here, it's just a little tired
Oh baby eat this chicken slow
It's full of all them little bones
Oh baby eat this chicken slow
It's full of all them little bones
Little bones, full of all them
Little bones
Facts about Little Bones
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Little Bones is written by Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Paul Langlois, Johnny Fay, Gordon Sinclair.
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It is first released on February 15, 1991 as part of Tragically Hip's album "Road Apples" which includes 12 tracks in total. This song is the opening track on this album.
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Little Bones falls under the genre Rock.
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Little Bones song length is 4 minutes and 45 seconds.
Who wrote Little Bones lyrics?
Little Bones is written by Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Paul Langlois, Johnny Fay, Gordon Sinclair.
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When was Little Bones released?
It is first released on February 15, 1991 as part of Tragically Hip's album "Road Apples" which includes 12 tracks in total. This song is the opening track on this album.
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Which genre is Little Bones?
Little Bones falls under the genre Rock.
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How long is the song Little Bones?
Little Bones song length is 4 minutes and 45 seconds.
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Songwriter(s): Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Paul Langlois, Johnny Fay, Gordon SinclairRecord Label(s): 1991 Geffen Records
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Little Bones
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