Living in a Ghost Town
The Rolling Stones Nr.: 53
Woah, woah... I'm a ghost Livin' in a ghost townI'm a ghost Livin' in a ghost town You can come look for meBut I can't be foundYou can search for meI had to go underground Life was so beautifulThen we all got locked downFeel like a ghostLiving in a ghost town, Once this place was hummin'And the air was full of drummin'The sound of cymbals crashin'Glasses were all smashin'Trumpets were all screamin'Saxophones were blarin'Nobody was carin'If it's day or night Woah, woah... I'm a ghost Livin' in a ghost townI'm goin' nowhereShut up all aloneSo much time to loseJust starin' at my phone Bridge: Every night I am dreamin'That you'll come and creep in my bedPlease let this be overNot stuck in a world without end Woah Woah.... SOLO Preachers were all preachin'Charities beseechin'Politicians dealin'Thieves were happy stealin'Widows were all weepin'There's no beds for us to sleep inAlways had the feelin'It will all come tumblin' down (leise) I'm a ghost Livin' in a ghost townYou can look for meBut I can't be found Woah, Woah....