Album version, 3'27.
Released on Oranges & Lemons.
Andy: “It's a silly idea that the last ethnic group to be liberated are skeletons. They're unfailing in their support of human beings but have to wait until we die to achieve their freedom. In the song, the skeleton gets a night out.”
BBC version, 3'26.
Recorded 16 March 1989 at BBC Studios.
Produced by Peter Watts. Engineered by Ted De Bono and Tim Durham.
First broadcast 5 April 1989 on the Richard Skinner Show.
Released on 5 October 1994 on Drums and
Wireless in the U.K.
Also available on Transistor
Blast.
Andy Partridge - vocals, guitars and keyboards
Colin Moulding - vocals and bass guitar
Dave Gregory - guitars, vocals, keyboards and drum programming
Andy: “I'm really proud of the stuff I wrote on keyboards. I know what I'm doing on guitar - sort of - but I haven't got the faintest clue when I sit at a piano, so anything that comes out is delightfully terrible. This was from the car-smash session in '89. Maybe we were all amped up after the crash.”
Demo version.
Released on 25 September 2006 on Fuzzy Warbles Volume Eight in the
U.K.
Andy: “Truly a Fuzzy Warble. It's that association game again: marimba = skeleton = inside = escape. Or is it just me showing my femur side? Known, as we were recording the finished thing, as ‘Peter Skellern Steps Out’.”
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Poor skeleton steps out, dressed up in bad blood, bad brains, bad thoughts, and others deeds. Poor skeleton no doubt, one of these days, you can cast aside your human, be free.
When the cities run with blood, and you drink our health in mud, "All flesh be gone." Save your dry and joyous shout, for the day poor skeleton steps out.
Poor skeleton steps out, sprung from his life sentence deep inside some muscle mask. Poor skeleton devout, propping up truck drivers, filmstars, thieves or queens, your brave task.
When technology is rust, and you write your book in dust, "All flesh be gone." Can't buy tickets from a tout, for the day poor skeleton steps out.
Poor skeleton steps out, liberated from sex organs and brown, black, white skin. Poor skeleton you lout, don't you think that we might like to have been asked to join in?
For good skeletons are we, and we're dying to be free, "All flesh be gone." I will scream or sulk and pout, until my poor skeleton steps out.
Look out, here comes bony boy.
© 1989 Virgin Music (Publishers) Ltd.
Date: Thu, 09 Dec 2004 19:39:45 -0800 From: Jeff Truzzi <Darrell (at) TheHarveys dot net> To: relph (at) tmbg dot org Subject: More XTC Transcriptions
Date: Tue, 23 Jul 1996 17:57:06 -0400
From: Kevin <KB305 (at) aol dot com>
Subject: one more time
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Poor Skeleton Steps Out
C Cmaj9
Poor skeleton steps out, dressed up in bad blood, bad brains,
bad thoughts, and others deeds.
C Cmaj9
Poor skeleton no doubt, one of these days,
C7
you can cast aside your human, be free.
C7b9 (x32320)
When the cities run with blood, and you drink our health in mud,
F
"All flesh be gone."
G F
Save your dry and joyous shout,
G Db/F Eb Db C
for the day poor skeleton steps out.
Poor skeleton steps out,
sprung from his life sentence deep inside some muscle mask.
Poor skeleton devout,
propping up truck drivers, filmstars, thieves or queens, your brave task.
When technology is rust, and you write your book in dust,
"All flesh be gone."
Can't buy tickets from a tout, for the day poor skeleton steps out.
Poor skeleton steps out,
liberated from sex organs and brown, black, white skin.
Poor skeleton you lout,
don't you think that we might like to have been asked to join in?
For good skeletons are we, and we're dying to be free,
"All flesh be gone."
I will scream or sulk and pout,
un til my poor ske le ton steps out.
(Bass line: Bb C Db Eb F Bb C Db Eb Ab Bb C D Ab Bb C
Look out, here comes bony boy.
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