I heard a ghost whisper to a teacher
He said We're going off to war
I heard a ghost whisper to a teacher
He said We're going to start a war
A newsman put a paper in my hand telling me his truth
That Jesus and The Scientist will never reconcile this
no
We're pieces on we're pieces on the board
We're pieces on we're pieces on
When you're lonely you can find me
When you're feeling lost in a bidding war
When you're lonely you can come find me
When you're feeling lost in a bidding war
We're pieces on we're pieces on the board
We're pieces on we're pieces on
When you're lonely you can find me
When you're feeling lost in a bidding war
When you're lonely you can come find me
When you're feeling lost in a bidding war
Guns and Lawyers Gods and Aeroplanes
Promises white cloaks white jackets
I heard a ghost whisper to a teacher
He said We're gonna start a war