't do nuttin' right these days Got chicks mad at me 'cause I lost some weight Timbo and Coke And we 'bout to haunt the town in the sky blue Ghost New
wit gold by the pound Frozen down wit diamond bolders all in the crown Talk of the town Soakin' you down wit the toast 'til you drown Ghost you and put
coming down in stages Only hurts the ones you know No matter what you try Now I know that I'm right here where I was before Chasing songs from town to town
town Put some sugar in my bowl I feel like layin' down I'm as pale as a ghost Holdin' a blossom on a stem You ever seen a ghost? No But you have heard
now of course The city fathers they're trying to endorse The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse But the town has no need to be nervous The ghost of
the hot girls, the night life the blue yankee to the back, the white knights sipping tequila with divas I can't stand, I'm too drunk, Jesus people outta town
sound of a finished kiss Like a lip lifted from a lip I took the wrong road 'round A room in a lighthouse near the park The ghosts in the next room
Some days nothing comes my way Nothing, but nothing that is A heaven of rain clouds crown my day Queen of the wet ghost town brigade Then you walk by
are piled on Main Street and the sun is turning brown Anybody with any sense has already left town The beast is hollering lonesome and the ghost of
road but I had no legs to run This blue ink this blue ink this blue ink Across the page I write to you Silver ran off two towns ago I been walking
believer The seas will part somehow Staring at a silver sun, I'm blinded I can see you almost in my town Nothing but a sea of blue Separating seasons
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from Gates and Best Remember grandmother live on Louis and Lex I remember Dirt Dog crashed his white Lex I remember me and Meth won a dice game against Ghost
's when it all hurts the most I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts
Who'll make his mark The captain cried To the devil drink a toast We'll glut the hold With cups of gold And we'll feed the sea with ghosts I see your
corner of my eye The ghost of Scotty Stoneman drinkin' Bluetail Fly A message from the past, your next might be your last Got them ol' lower Broad St Blues Got them ol' lower Broad St Blues
't take much time for plans to go wrong And chase another ghost of a chance In the shadow of chain-store ghost towns Where no one walks the streets at
our love Never so much blood Pulled through my veins, ohh The horror of our love Never so much blood You're a ghost, love Nightgown flowing Your body blue