GHOSTOWNE
2008-08-02
words & music: Steven Wells. published by Drunk Mosquitoes (BMI)
Lyrics
Standin naked on this shoutin ground
A storm’s brewing & it's bearin down
Better run for cover under shadow of the neon lights
Cos’ I’ll take what you give & give you my best
Just say the words I’ll start makin a mess
I’m the seventh son of the seventh son of a bitch
Cos’ I can’t get this monkey off of my back
It’s a seven year itch that I can’t scratch
And there ain’t no doctor that can cure this social disease
As it spreads like a weed & lays down it’s roots
I walk over you in my snake skin boots
Tear out my heart & leave it bleedin on the stage
So say a prayer for me tonight
As I step from the darkness & into the light
I’m a phoenix risin & takin flight
Gonna get left if I don’t get right
As I step from the darkness & into the light
I’m breakin the silence & getting high
I stagger outside to have a smoke & a drink
While the moon drowns itself in a bottle of ink
Burns the night like a lonely flare hangin high
So I sip from a 80 proof bottle of soul
Half filled with lightening the other with gold
Exhale & watch the smoke rings fumble & fade