BLIND MELON - Skinned lyrics

rate me

I'll make a shoehorn outta your shin

I'll make a lampshade of durable skin

And oh, don't you know that I'm always feelin' able

When I'm sittin' home and I'm carving out your navel

im just a sittin' here carving out your navel

When will I realize that this skin I'm in

Hey, it isn't mine

And when will the kill be too much meat for me to hide on

Hey, I could really use a couple of hands

To complete one hell of a plant stand

Oh, and don't you know that I'm caught here in the middle

Making rib cages into coffee tables

I'm just makin' em into coffee tables

And when will I realize that this skin I'm in

Hey, it isn't mine

And when will the thrill be too much meat for me to find anymore

Oh, because you know I can't hide

But oh how hard I try

But this is just the shape I'm in, oh yeah

although I know I can't hide

But oh how hard I try

But this is just the shape I'm in

oh yeah, oh yeah