Ghost Song Lyrics

I've been scraping the leaves from the gutters in my head

I've been watching the rain gather pools around my bed

If my body was a house, its inhabitants are dead

And their ghosts, they know exactly what I've said

Yes, their ghosts, they are singing about what I've said

The rich man, the poor man, they both learn to steal

The only difference that I find is the cut of the deal

I'll find a bottle and he'll find a fine meal

But their ghosts, they know exactly how I feel

Yes, their ghosts, they are singing about how I feel

And I'm talking to the devil like he grew up on my street

He's got a couple of friends that he'd like for me to meet

They're the spirits of my past and my present defeats

Yes, they're looking like something that I cant describe

Like thirty-six figures and a forty-five

Looking like they want to eat your man alive

I'd like to feel the water rising up past my toes

'Till my bodies held down by the weight of my clothes

I'd like to share this feeling with my baby down below

Where her ghost will linger, nobody knows

Yes, her ghost, it will linger with me I suppose

And I'm talking to the devil like he grew up on my street

He's got a couple of friends that he'd like for me to meet

They're the spirits of my past and my present defeats

Yes, they're looking like something that I cant describe

Like thirty-six figures and a forty-five

Looking like they want to eat your man alive

I deny my ghosts their rightful time down in hell

And I hide the fates of the pearly gates of heaven as well

Keep them chained tight to that old maypole

Where they dance and they sing in the company of my soul

They dance and they sing in the company of my soul