The Bone

In the beginning was the bone and the bone was good. Long before the telephone, the bone was the woods of mahogany and a Bony Maronie was alone. She said, I need a daddy to do this bone. And on the 7th day there was begone a daddy, and he did what he did. As was forgone, he heard the thunder checked into a cave and hid. And as he cursed and moaned he struck himself upon the head bone with a rib. As was forgone there was begone, from that same bone, the mama, who once had moaned alone. Now grown full-blown before the daddy. Whoooa! He said, call me King, it's simple, and it's gotta ring and in honor of this thing where now where we are two and distinct we will join at the bone. Let's go! And with some foolish awkward blows at true cajone, in the bone zone they came to know the moan but, in the past bone-prone the daddy spoke. I, must be gone. Oh No! she moaned. Must I now keeper of the bone be on my own? And thus began the tragedy, when boneless Mama hid her grief but, cried unto departing daddy, now I see, at last I see, I really see! said King, Be cool, back in one moon, Coz I gotta brand new job down at the Lagoon in June, see ya soon, Ha-Haaa! Later Mater!

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Bonedaddy go, Mama cried, daddy stay for a while
Bonedaddy stay Mama cry, daddy go, go away
Bonedaddy cry, mama knows daddy goes away
Daddy goes for the bone, mama bone every
Day-yea-yea-yea-yeasah! Dig!

8 Billion bones and just as many moans down the road, we see today the bone that lay alone is overblown, in every home on TV shows in pay phones and places unknown, the bone is prone to be shown
Ha-ha-haah-yeahsah! And every mama knows that what once was owned is now on loan and every daddy moans knowing that to bone is not to own but, not to bone is to be alone! And that ain't no fun!

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And in the final home of the bone, on the last frontier, in a vast coastal basin of the bones last hope. Some daddys get together every boneday nite, to pick a bone about this tragedy of life. They, beat on skins. They, pluck at strangs. They, Waaail and moan. but, there is no true consolation in this, brotherhood of the bone. And yet the one they call the King, a giant among men, has made it his thing to solve this problem of the bone. To find for every daddy with his bone out shown. For every mama crying alone. An everlasting bone without moan

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He travels to London to visit the Queen, who thrills to jawbone mighty King, On King you Mighty Husky! Hong Kong they love to kink, without the Konk. Th Tokyo bone awaits the King with Buddah Gong! Presidents sheath their mighty bone just to get the King on the phone. He's famous for being well known! Famous for being well known! Famous for being well known! Plueese! I am on the phone! Shut up! Get out! Get down! Get up! Get out!

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