Read between the ribs

[Verse 1]
Two old skeletons out tonight
White bones dancing in the porch light
One stands up, one gets down
Neither one makes much of a sound

Somebody laughs, “What a cute little shirt!”
We keep dancing, let the joke do its work
Take another look before you go
There’s something in these bones you ought to know

[Chorus]
Read between the ribs
Look a little closer
We got something on our chest
Come on over
One hand waving, one knee bent
Every little bone knows what we meant
[Stop — spoken]
Fuck Trump.
[Band crashes back in]
Now you’re getting it!

[Verse 2]
You saw the smile, you saw the pose
Took you a minute, that’s how it goes
Thought we were here for trick or treat
Then you read the writing underneath

No room for a crown on a head like that
No bowing down, no welcome mat
We’ve got backbone, we’ve got nerve
And a few choice words in every curve

[Chorus]
Read between the ribs
Look a little closer
We got something on our chest
Come on over
One hand waving, one knee bent
Every little bone knows what we meant
[Stop — spoken]
Fuck Trump.
[Band crashes back in]
Now you’re getting it!

[Bridge — two voices trading lines]
“Is that what I think?”
“Take another peek.”
“Those bones can talk?”
“They’ve been talking all week!”
“Should we keep it quiet?”
“Should we let it slide?”
We wore our answer
On the outside!

[Guitar solo]

[Final Chorus]
Read between the ribs
Everybody’s grinning
Once you see the words
You can’t unsee the meaning
One stands tall, one drops low
Turn around and let the whole room know
[Stop — both voices]
Fuck Trump.
[Band crashes back in]
It’s written in our bones!

[Outro — spoken]
“Nice skeletons.”
“Thanks. Keep reading.”