Drum And Bone Lyrics - Singles - Elvis Costello & The Imposters

Maybe we're nothing but skin and bone 

Blare and rubber, eyes that blubber 

Teeth that bite, hands that slide 

And I'm trying to do the best I can 

But I'm a limited, primitive kind of man 

Maybe we're nothing but skin and bone 

Nerves that shatter, tongues that flatter 

Lips that mutter, lashes that flutter 

Mounds of dust and lips of ripe 

Twice as vicious as the words I type 

Under a ribbon of every stripe 

There's a grip that tightens, a dark that frightens 

A wise that crackles, a fear that shackles 

And I'm trying to do the best I can 

But I'm a limited, primitive kind of man 

And then that kinder creation 

Becomes a fine fixation 

All of a sudden 

With the parts we've hidden 

Because they are forbidden 

Beneath a hide of pain, you'll find a soul of stain 

While fists still beat, at heart's deceit 

And I'm trying to do the best I can 

But I'm a limited, primitive kind of man 

Maybe with nothing but a drum and drone 

I want to beat it 'til I get unknown 

Pig some skin, stretch it tight 

Make myself up overnight 

Maybe this is nothing but drum and drone 

Wanna beat it 'til I get unknown 

Dig my pin, kick up some stink 

Find myself a brand new kink 

Prick that berry and squeeze this ink 

Scratch out all of the words I think 

Before your very eyes can blink 

And I'm trying to do the best I can 

But I'm a limited, primitive kind of man