Remnants of Percy Bass - Rasputina

He scrapes the dirt from his nails with a stick

He makes a big pile in a pail on the sink

Who was he?

Oh, I’ll never tell

He has not got a thing left to sell

Ooh, the remnants of Percy Bass

He glued the newspaper to the wall

Skeleton closets are down the hall

Nobody knows him like I do

I remember when there were

I remember when there were things he could do

Some things are not made to last

Ooh, the remnants of Percy Bass

Some things are things like this:

He could catch a rabbit with one hand

He could build a castle out of sand.

He was

A handsome man

He gave a tender kiss

Nobody knows about the fancy shows you starred in

When you were seventeen

I’ll never tell about your secret life

To a magazine

I can remember when you were the shallow hero

It was so long ago when you were

Everybody’s shining star

You were a daydream

But now

He needs someone to hold his hand

Nothing has quite worked out how he had planned

I try to help him how I can

But he has forgotten

He has forgotten who I am

Remember

Some things are not made to last

Ooo, the remnants of Percy Bass

Some things are not made to last

Ooo, the remnants of Percy Bass