Skeletons - Stevie Wonder

Skeletons in your closet

Itchin’ to come outside

Messin’ with your conscience

In a way your face can’t hide

Oh things are gettin’ real funky

Down at the old corral

And it’s not the skunks that are stinkin’

It’s the stinkin’ lies you tell

What did your mama tell you about lies

She said it wasn’t polite to tell a white one

What did your daddy tell you about lies

He said one white lie turns into a black one

So, it’s gettin’ ready to blow

It’s gettin’ ready to show

Somebody shot off at the mouth and

We’re getting ready to know

It’s gettin’ ready to drop

It’s gettin’ ready to shock

Somebody done turned up the heater

An’ a it’s gettin’ ready to pop

Crevices in your pantry

Now what do we have in here

Havin’ a day time nightmare

Has always been your biggest fear

Oh things are gettin’ real crucial

Up the old wazoo

Yet you cry, why am I the victim?

When the culprit’s y-o-u

What did your mama tell you about lies

She said it wasn’t polite to tell a white one

What did your daddy tell you about lies

He said one white lie turns into a black one

So, it’s gettin’ ready to blow

It’s gettin’ ready to show

Somebody shot off at the mouth and

We’re gettin’ ready to know

It’s gettin’ ready to drop

It’s gettin’ ready to shock

Somebody done turning the heater

An’ a it’s gettin’ ready to pop

It’s gettin’ ready to seep

You’re gettin’ ready to freak

Somebody done picked up the talk box

And gettin’ ready to speak

It’s gettin’ ready to jive

It’s gettin’ ready to gel

Somebody done gone let the lid off

And it’s gettin’ ready to smell

They’re gettin’ ready to deal

You’re gettin’ ready to ill

Somebody done just dropped the big dime

And they’re gettin’ ready to squeal

It’s gettin’ ready to turn

We’re gettin’ ready to learn

Somebody done fired up the brimstone

And you’re gettin’ ready to burn

It’s gettin’ ready to shake

You’re gettin’ ready to ache

Somebody done snitched to the news crew

And it’s gettin’ ready to break

You’re gettin’ ready to lie

They’re gettin’ ready to spy

Somebody’ s been put on the hot seat

And you’re gettin’ ready to fry