The Decemberists - Red Right Ankle Lyrics
This is the story of your red right ankleAnd how it came to meet your legAnd how the muscle bone and sinews tangledAnd how the skin was softly shedAnd how it whispered,"Oh, adhere to me for we are bound by symmetryAnd whatever differences our lives have beenWe together make a limb"This is the story of your red right ankleThis is the story of your gypsy uncleYou never knew cause he was deadAnd how his face was carved an ripped with wrinklesIn the picture in your headAnd remember how you found the keyTo his hide-out in the Pyrenees,But you wanted to keep his secret safe,So you threw the key away?This is the story of your gypsy uncleThis is the story of the boys who loved youWho love you now and loved you thenAnd some were sweet and some were cold and snuffed youAnd some just layed around in bedAnd some, they crumbled you straight to your kneesDid it cruel, did it tenderlySome they crawled their way into your heartTo rend your ventricles apartThis is the story of the boys who loved youThis is the story of your red right ankle
