Lyrics to Ghost Writer
Hey - what's that sound in the bathroom?
Hey - they're the voices in my head
Hey - put your money where your head lays
Hey - never sleep in your bed
Hey - organise random chaos
Hey - sinking deep in the sand
Hey - link your arm to span another
Hey - then you clap your clammy hands
Creepy crawlies make the best of life they can
But I'm not overwhelmed, understand?
Days are dropping like a ripe tomato
And baby, I've grown into a different man
Ghost writer in the heart of the duplicated system everywhere I look
Ghost writer makes a start in the duplicated system with a brand new hook
Hey Hey - living up a hollow treehole
Hey - making secret documents
Hey Hey - taking pictures of the suburbs
Hey Hey - wondering where the money went
I've seen it, heard it all before
I've seen it, heard it all before
Creepy crawlies make the best of life they can
But I'm not overwhelmed, understand?
Days are dropping like a ripe tomato
And baby, I've grown into a different man
Ghost writer in the heart of the duplicated system everywhere I look
Ghost writer makes a start in the duplicated system
with a brand new book
Ghost writer in the heart of the duplicated system everywhere I look
Ghost writer makes a start in the duplicated system
with a brand new hook
Hey - they're the voices in my head
Hey - put your money where your head lays
Hey - never sleep in your bed
Hey - organise random chaos
Hey - sinking deep in the sand
Hey - link your arm to span another
Hey - then you clap your clammy hands
Creepy crawlies make the best of life they can
But I'm not overwhelmed, understand?
Days are dropping like a ripe tomato
And baby, I've grown into a different man
Ghost writer in the heart of the duplicated system everywhere I look
Ghost writer makes a start in the duplicated system with a brand new hook
Hey Hey - living up a hollow treehole
Hey - making secret documents
Hey Hey - taking pictures of the suburbs
Hey Hey - wondering where the money went
I've seen it, heard it all before
I've seen it, heard it all before
Creepy crawlies make the best of life they can
But I'm not overwhelmed, understand?
Days are dropping like a ripe tomato
And baby, I've grown into a different man
Ghost writer in the heart of the duplicated system everywhere I look
Ghost writer makes a start in the duplicated system
with a brand new book
Ghost writer in the heart of the duplicated system everywhere I look
Ghost writer makes a start in the duplicated system
with a brand new hook
Songwriters: Harcourt, Ed
Publisher: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
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