Låttexter: Duran Duran. The Wedding. To Whom It May Concern.

Telephone call for Mr. Bones

Dear Mr. Bones, we've had enough
You can try, to pull us down
With your pinstripe weasel stuff
But word travels in this town

(I wouldn't write home about you)
(We're better off without you, without you)
Mr. Bones

(Some people)
Feed on other people's troubles
(Some people)
Beat on other people's meat
(Some people)
Want to bleed us dry and
(Some people)
Gonna down on your feet
(People)

You said, "Boy's I'll get you more
But you have gotta pay me by the hour"
Anyways you are just another bore
Who believes he's superpower

When you talk about loyalty
(I wouldn't write home about you)
And I hope you realize
Since you ate my royalties
(Were better off without you, without you)
Without you, without you Mr. Bones

This is goodbye and as such hereinafter shall be referred
Not withstanding or foregoing statements unpreferred
Don't claim you understand
When you've not heard a single word, a dickey bird

(Some people)
Feed on other people's troubles
(Some people)
Beat on other people's meat
(Some people)
Want to bleed us dry
(Some people)
Gonna down on your feet
(Some people)