Hey!
Well I live in this ghost town
The whispers from the walls will fall like feathers to the ground
And I walk upon these cemetery streets
I don't speak the language of the skeletons I meet
I live in this ghost town
The acid in the architecture is burning the place down
And I look out on these solitary streets
Empty as an afterthought in purple pools of gasoline
Purple pools of gasoline
Olie olie olie ah
The river's all in flames
Olie olie olie ah
I can't go home again
Olie olie olie ah
This city speaks in rain
Well I live in this ghost town
The coffee burns like kerosene and the color of my world is brown
I wander through these melancholy streets
Quiet as a photograph and lonely as my vanity
Yeah, lonely as my vanity
Olie olie olie ah
The river's all in flames
Olie olie olie ah
I can't go home again
Olie olie olie ah
City's rearranged
Heh!
Olie olie olie ah
The river's all in flames
Olie olie olie ah
I can't go home again
Olie olie olie ah
City feels so strange
And I'm never gonna to leave this ghost town
And I'm never gonna to leave this ghost town
No I'm never gonna to leave this ghost town
No I'm never gonna to leave the ghost town, yeah