There are ghosts that walk the streets of this townnAnd a lot of folks have been dying just to keep them aroundnI ain't lost and I sure as hell ain't foundnBy the looks of things it might just rain all nightnAnd we'll be stuck here with no bottles just trying to survivenUsing fishing wire to build a paper kitenDodging power lines just fending off the nightnnSo I got up and I got drunknAnd then I got down on my lucknSeems ever since you left menI've been swinging from a tree high abovenWhere I've been looking down on lovenIt's been a long time since we talked but I ain't changednAnd as much as I ain't changed I'm not the samennSo we talked a while and never mentioned our religionsnI never told her how her god has got me downnHow the word just ain't been something that I've foundnBy the looks of things it might just rain all nightnAnd if we're stuck here with no bottlesnThen we might as well get highnUsing razor blades to cut out both our eyesnSo when the morning comes we still won't see the light