David Knopfler The Bones
They are throwing away the bones
There are soldiers on the street
The Emperor's on the phone...
Some people mustn't meet
They're throwing away the bones
There was this poet now she's dead
They're burying the bones
All who saw the Emperor naked
But Eddy he's alright
He put the cash in Switzerland
He's flying there tonight
Praise God, Democracy and Parliament
They are digging up the bones
The Emperors limo's on the street
Yeah they're digging up the bones
Important people are discreet
They are digging up the bones
I swear this child will lose his head
The Emperor puts away the phone
"Alles klar... kein problem now" he said
And Eddy's alright
Gold bullion and cash to spare
He'll spend some there tonight
On this girl who lets him do weird shit to her
They are throwing away the bones
There are hit men on my street
And Eddy's on the phone
Some people mustn't meet
Come what may
They'll be back some day
From Blue Bayou
