Bones
The Silent Comedy Lyrics

Your father made a fortune on the pain and torture
Your father amassed his wealth through exploiting the hard labor and suffering of others

Of the labor never payed to build the streets
The workers who built the streets were never fairly compensated for their labor

And as he lay there dyin', he pulled you to him cryin'
As your father was dying, he expressed his regret by reaching out to you and crying

He said, "My dear, their faces starin' back at me"
Your father was haunted by the faces of the workers who suffered because of him

And you said, "Father, whatever do you mean?"
You were confused and didn't understand the meaning behind your father's words and emotions

He said, "There's bones under the road,
Your father buried the bones of the exploited workers under the road

I buried them deep,
The bones were deeply buried to avoid detection

And I know, that when I go, they're waiting for me"
Your father expects to face punishment and retribution in the afterlife for his actions

Your uneventful husband, he doesn't know he does it
Your husband is oblivious to his behavior

But when you are talking, he looks at your feet
He shows a lack of interest or respect by not making eye contact

You got your body sunlit, then the butler done it
Your body was exposed to the light and noticed by the butler

He said, "Ma'am I'm sorry but you know I'm weak" (weak, weak, weak yeah)
The butler offers a weak apology for his behavior

And you said, "I thought we weren't supposed to speak"
You are uncomfortable with the situation and wish for silence or discretion

Because there's bones under the road
You also know about the bones buried under the road

Buried for me
The bones were a result of your family's actions and choices

Oh know, that when I'm old, bones I will be
The cycle of exploitation and harm will continue within your family

You have a lovely daughter, you held her underwater
You were willing to harm your own child to make them look presentable

But you wanted her dressed up to greet your guests
Your priorities were misplaced and focused on appearances

They said "My dear you look pale, soaked wet and frail"
The guests notice and are concerned for your daughter's well-being

She screamed, "Your face is made up to hide a mess…
Your daughter calls out your hypocrisy and attempts to conceal your harmful behavior

Oh why don't you just go on and confess."
Your daughter urges you to take accountability for your actions

That there's bones under the robe,
The bones are now under the robe you wear

You're wearing for me
The robe represents your role in continuing your family's legacy of harm

Oh I know, that when I'm old, bones I will be
You recognize that you will face consequences for your actions and bear the physical and emotional weight of the bones buried beneath you

You know there's bones under the road
The weight of the bones under the road looms heavily over your family

I buried them deep
The bones were buried with intent and effort to conceal the truth

And I know, that when I'm old, bones I will be
You know that you too will face the consequences of your actions and will bear the weight of those who came before you